Nine Steamin' (feat. Guilty Simpson)

Catch me out the 6 leanin', with the 9 steamin', punk

Trey eight snub, German pub, cold Pilsener

Hood hooligan, chasing paper with the pilgrims

**** can't fuck with us

Y'all dude's soundin' like Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch

Such and such couldn't touch me if I was dusted up

Flusty in a bucket stuck, doggy

I've been the same since a fuckin' pup, what?

You feelin' froggy, then fuckin' jump

So I can interview your inner tube with the pump

This shit'll make you Kris Kross Jump

Catch a lump, put a vest on your chest if you want

Still be catchin' hot ones

Buck shot spread, the buck stops here

Fucked around and left the whole bus stop air

My man's on point with them hand joints

Blammers in them bushes, we watchin' out for them androids

Thought that over here the grass was greener

See, that's them demons, and I can see them schemin'

Pass the Nina

Call a priest, there's a demon in your hood, schemin'

Catch me out the 6 leanin', with the 9 steamin'

Call a priest, there's a demon in your hood, schemin'

Catch me out the 6 leanin', with the 9 steamin'

Call a priest, there's a demon in your hood, schemin'

Catch me out the 6 leanin', with the 9 steamin'

Call a priest, there's a demon in your hood, schemin'

Catch me out the 6 leanin', with the 9 steamin'

I'm the issue enforced, stay on the porch

We make it rain, and I don't mean when the paper get tossed

Troops know the drill, so if promoters put me on the bill

It's overkill, the duo

Choppin' off your hand for the Hublot (Gimme)

For tryna push a round on a sumo

Heavyweights touchin' every state

Eagle eye, make the Desi quake

Scan the block with the ready-bake

Black czars pushin' fast cars

Loaded at the cash bar, who gives a fuck about a rap star?

I'm nice with the steamers

Arm's out, similar to Christ the redeemer

Run your whole life through the cleaners

Fast talkers, asphalt you, all about the cash offers

Smarten up, when the day darkens up

The gunner's wearin' all black, sparkin' up

Call a priest, there's a demon in your hood, schemin'

Catch me out the 6 leanin', with the 9 steamin'

Call a priest, there's a demon in your hood, schemin'

Catch me out the 6 leanin', with the 9 steamin'

Call a priest, there's a demon in your hood, schemin'

Catch me out the 6 leanin', with the 9 steamin'

Call a priest, there's a demon in your hood, schemin'

Catch me out the 6 leanin', with the 9 steamin', punk

Yeah, grimy shit, you know what I mean?

That's the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout, man