I'm on a roll with a low Blowin' on biscotti got my eyes gettin' low Big nickel one me too slugs fat like an uce And I'm finna po' a fo' I just scored on some juice Yellow tape a nigga block leave a nigga on the news Seven point six twos knock a nigga out his shoes (Graa, graa graa) {Verse 1: Pimp Tobi} Niggas always sayin' what they gon' do Everybody got guns but who goin' shoot? The bitch you in love wit' she old news Why you got her on a leash let that bitch choose Touch his chicken like a nigga work at Popeyes Keep a forty or better fuck a Glock nine Skrtin' down his block we ain't stoppin' at no stop signs Pull up, hit the break, pop the door, fuck a drive by Niggas hatin' on me nigga I don't even know why I've been out the way nigga tryna get that check right Aye, I been tryna get that check right Drop a nigga then I'm gone on the next flight This choppa get to singin' like it's Left Eye Bitch I don't even wanna fuck with the neck like {Chorus: Pimp Tobi} I'm on a roll with a low Blowin' on biscotti got my eyes gettin' low Big nickel one me too slugs fat like an uce And I'm finna po' a fo' I just scored on some juice Yellow tape a nigga block leave a nigga on the news