Run that back, Turbo
I pull up in my city like I'm somethin' to see, uh
Already legendary (Legendary)
And bein' in my presence is a luxury, uh
Colder than February, polar bear molars are polarizing
So I give you from one to three to figure out which side
And we won't let you niggas switch sides
I told you I'm the one (One), never been a two (Two)
And when I get to three, run with us or get run through
This a woo-woo-woo, Westside proper
Super good sick, no doctor
They wanted somethin' new, new, new
I know you got the chopper
Yeah, you shootin' the block up, stop it
I be up on that boo-boo-boo, bring my head ups
Now we runnin' the game, fair enough
Big homie, he got the juice, juice, juice
Ginger with the celery
And what I do, I do it heavily
It's like, "Na, na-na"
I wave to a hater like, "Bye-bye"
'Cause we gettin' it, na, na-na
They never tell me, "Na-na-na"
That's why we on that kinda time
We move like, "Na-na" (Yeah)
I do my little groove like, "Na-na" (Uh)
Two-step like, "Na-na" (Ayy)
Like, "Na-na-na-na-na" (Na-na)
I pull up in my city like I'm somethin' to see
Stop at Momo's, grab somethin' to eat
Twenty-four hour run, me, Splash and T
When you get it like me, they dissolve the fee
When you livin' like me, you could part the sea
You could fill the ark, you could sell your art
Niggas foul, I'm old owl, learn to eat in the dark
I had the steel wool ready, I just needed a spark
Fire, let the caveman tell it
Dope get you twenty years when the black man sell it
Dope get you twenty M's when the white man sell it
History sound different when the white man tell it
Global distribution when the white man mail it
When you see the bullshit, it's kinda hard not to smell it
Cowboy hat, it's a relic
Heaven sent, these words is angelic
Na, na-na
The rocket takin' off like, "Bye-bye"
I need the paper, na, na-na
They never tell me, "Na-na-na" (Right now)
That's why we on that kinda time
We move like, "Na-na"
I do my little groove like, "Na-na" (Huh, huh)
Two-step like, "Na-na" (Yeah)
Like, "Na-na-na-na-na" (Na-na)
I went down to the corner store
To get myself a lil' biscuit and get my morning goin'
Had to escape my own prison and be a Ford Explorer
Go back to when I was fearless and goin' door to door
Sellin' whatever, clever, together, chef it, what would you do?
Cookin' masterpieces take tenacity, how would you move?
Had my bachelors, the hood ambassador, found a new roof
Teachin' Spanish though they actin' mannish, I raised a new Ruth
And na, na-na
Point a pistol at glass ceilin' and pop, pop
On a mission to cast so many mad inspiration to you
By recordin' my conversation in book
Now I can hear 'em sayin'
Na, na-na
I wave to a hater like, "Bye-bye"
'Cause we gettin' it, na, na-na
They never tell me, "Na-na-na"
That's why we on that kinda time
We move like, "Na-na"
I do my little groove like, "Na-na"
Two-step like, "Na-na"
Like, "Na-na-na-na-na"
It's our time
We go against the grain, there's no other way
When we're done, they'll be sayin' na-na-na
We go against the grain, there's no other way
When we're done, they'll be sayin' na-na-na
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