Straight boss, I'm the real sauce Dark nights I'm the villain in the back streets, I'm a bad kid But most days I'm in my all tinted ride I'm in element, man hella ticked off, tick tock, cheap talk don't move me I might come through spike lee More precisely I highly dislike thee I just want my chips with the dip Want a house on the lake Nothing fancy nothing fake imma hit you with jams, leave an earth quake Man for fuck sakes, all I see is some damn snakes Got my strides on my damn wave, so I ain't surfing on your damn lane I pray I make it to heavens gates, My time on earth is not guaranteed, till then imma live large like a tarrantino Momma I just hit a lick Pull up on a nigga, then hear it click Clock, sound of a glock Nine no tech, but I got strange music