Homie shot in the face he big slackin, 40 in my homies face we crack in. Guns everywhere we packin, dumped a load at the mall like I’m marry Pappins. Flipping all these grits like I’m rich porter, smokin on that gas I’m a big smoker, playin with these chickens I’m a risk taker, I’m made for the kitchen I’m a big bakerrrr. Don’t fuck with us we ain’t no fakers, ballin on these boys like I’m a lakerrr