Yeah, on the reservation
MVB, yeah, we're here to stay
What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up
Ayy, I'ma jump right into it, alright
Go get it, man, go get it
Yeah, on the reservation
Smokin' on them black clouds
All we do is smoke on that marijuana now
Yo, bitch ain't callin' up my f*ckin' phone
F*ck that, we don't need that problems right now
Smoke, smoke, choke, choke
Smokin' on that merry joke
Don't you know about the yolk
Everybody talkin' dope
I don't really f*ck with them
No, I'm just sittin' back relaxin
Smokin, givin' no f*cks, yo
Write it up if you really wanna come with me
Everybody wanna talk like, who the hell is that
Is that that real motherf*cker from the north side
Yeah, it's me, you know
MVB in this bitch and three is stayin' with your hoe
She suckin' on my dick everywhere we go
It don't matter what we are doin
She just stays on the tip on that bitch
Don't you know
Cause we got all the f*ckin' weight around us
In this bitch, while we smokin' on the stick
We ain't paranoid
All these bitches on it
All these bitches talkin
Why they f*ckin' so paranoid in this bitch
F*ck them little hoes
Stay in my movement
Stay in my clip
Can't tell her where it's at
I'm hiding that pad
Cause those fiends are some rats
F*ck the fiends that be talkin
I be walkin' my walk
And I talk my talk
But f*ck all y'all, uh-uh
Stay them birds in the air when I come around
I give them birds in the air when I'm runnin' the ground
F*ck the po-po, yeah, that's what I say
MVB in this bitch and yeah, it's every day
Throwin' up them amps
Throwin' up them amps
Why you so paranoid, bitch
Go and find him
Why you so paranoid
Why you so paranoid
Don't be so paranoid, paranoid, paranoid
Actin' so crazy
Actin' so crazy
Bitch, slow your tone
Humble yourself, baby
You ain't gotta yell at me like that
I just stay on my movement
Yeah, it's in the trip
And f*ckin' with that fo-fo
If I got a fire back
They talkin' like they bulletproof
So we just comin' with that f*ckin' action
Don't you understand that pound
In the back of the trunk
And we just rollin' down the highway
Don't you understand that I-75 now
Might hit it down the cliff
Then I hit it down the Cadillac
Hit it to Grand Rapids
Grand Rapids and back to Detroit
Then I hit the Jackson
I don't wanna stop, they're on their way through
Cause yeah, them cops, they watchin, they peekin
Then I run to Flint
Then I go to Sag-Nasty
Then I run that shit to the U-U-U.P
Runnin' that Michigan
Around these motherf*ckers
Throw them amps up, amps up
Why y'all paranoid
You some motherf*ckers scared
Motherf*ckers can't be movin' that pack on the road
I'm a motherf*ckin' light ski, nigga
Yeah, I know
Yeah, I know
That's what you're gonna say
Anything that you can say to me
That's what you're gonna say
F*ck all of em
F*ck em all
F*ck em all
That's how I say
Y'all paranoid
You're paranoid
Go f*ck with your hoe
Go f*ck with your bitch
Cause you ain't f*ckin' with this shit
Rollin' with this shit
Like you ain't never seen
Kid, stealth mode
Don't gotta go into the beast mode
But I can get there
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