Cigarello

[Intro] Uh, uh, uh, uh Let’s go! [Verse 1] I’ve been off in the street, hitting flick, fucking hoes (Yeah, yeah) Pulling out, pistol whipping, niggas stepping on my toes (Street) The blood looking fluid like something as never before (Yeah) Suffocated by none, I'm calling one, young foe (Let's go) I roll in the room, stay focus as ho (Go) Take over game over, top gray on the glow (Ayy, ayy) Took a hundred thousands, get the car, now roll (Come on) Doing navy I’m shady, if you’re ridin’ slow (Haha) I see dope if you good, give me x's and o’s But after depths it’s over, you exiting ho (Yeah) Just the same shit, long for no wrestling foe (Yeah) Turn to a best stuck on the Lexus go Looking at your left and I feel me getting shot up the nose (Haha) I’ll take this slipper to coke and in my mind is froze But I speak what I live, so precise is my flow And enticed to tag me, these niggas whatever right is wrong Here me trapping, I’m on, I be wifing the foe It’s you, eating my flow, my song I own (Go) Went from having no jobs to giving me blowjobs So nigga anything you want is no problem (Gang) [Chorus] Twist the Cigarello in the air (Come up) Put your middle finger up, nigga we don’t really care Like fuck, all you gon' do is just stare Cruise in the club, spread out if you wit' it like Twist the Cigarello in the air (Come up) Put your middle finger up, nigga we don’t really care (1 more time) Like fuck, all you gon' do is just stare Cruise in the club, spread out if you wit' it [Verse 2] Let's go See 'em on the scene, with the quarter pound of blow (Oh) These lead treads, nigga, I’m about to smoke By the greatest I was tuned, I’m a young boy Johnson (Oh) As soon as I hit the door, everybody hit the floor The Doc could book me in, want to die? Let me know Assisted homicide, if you really wanna roll (Bitch) The bitches and the hoes, still holding on the soul with it (Yeah) On the face, screams going unknown again She said that you heard all my flow Who do you know and wanna come if you already know I’ll be cracking you in places, make your head explode But to stay in the rap game, come on, come on (Rap) I’ll write for Spike Lee like a real Capo And I’ll handle my business wherever I go Treat bitches like TSA, swimming Alcatraz Swallowing limp dick, I don’t need no kids (Haha) [Chorus] Twist the Cigarello in the air (Come up) Put your middle finger up, nigga we don’t really care Like fuck, all you gon' do is just stare Cruise in the club, spread out if you wit' it like Twist the Cigarello in the air (Come up) Put your middle finger up, nigga we don’t really care (1 more time) Like fuck, all you gon' do is just stare Cruise in the club, spread out if you wit' it like [Outro] Everywhere, every-motherfucking-where You run up on me, I don't motherfucking care You come on me, I don't get motherfucking scared