Figgaz / Hopscotch - Da$h

They pinning stripes on the Lieutenant

My woman fulfilling the manuals written

Your crew get diminished

The motherfucking food chain, you in it

Appearance of a spirit, tend to the business

Tinted windows, hoes froze in a cement pose

of the Jag, the color of a dead rose

Tony Stark the way the chest glow

Blow a gauge Rudolph the red nose

Skybox at the Jets home

Rest assured, lock it down like some prison doors

Import the whore from Singapore, marble my kitchen floor

I like my brain on the prescription drawer

The prey stray when the lion roar

Remove the sword from the sheathe

The war the only thing that brought the peace

We taught to never talk to the police

Another wolf hunting the sheep

Rolling up that pack by the heat

Turning rappers to the walking deceased, nigga

If you ain’t know

Headshots

Just a shit talking, blunt sparking

Pill popping, pint drinking

Ain’t no telling what my mind thinking

Type of nigga, I guess it figgaz

You got the frame without the picture

I guess it figgaz, I guess it figgaz

Since they cut the cord I been that nigga

I guess it figgaz, I guess it figgaz, you see

That Ralph Lauren be the stiching

I guess it figgaz, I guess it figgaz

Bitch is never rolling swishers

I guess it figgaz, I’m getting figures

Fucking on y’all bitches

Getting figures, guess it figgaz

Getting figures, guess it figgaz

Getting figures

It’s global, nigga

With both of my eyelids closed I’m seeing through you niggas

Painting pictures that were shown before

The way I’m rapping got 'em hoping I ain’t on they tour

The Doors bumping through Accord speakers

Getting paid from corner store speeches

Jesus got leeches removing toxins from the overdose

It ain’t the first one or the last either

I craft ether and attract divas

Snuff suckers and deny preachers

I’m most hated like your math teacher

Distribute the kill cause rap don’t pay the bills yet

I lead the team like Belichick, it’s all dubs

And don’t ever think because you saw respect it’s all love

I don’t fuck with you, Heisenberg, you niggas more than Huxtables

Puffing something new that my grower just grew

Another wolf leading the sheep to the slaughter

Another nigga sliding dick in ya daughter

Another rapper from right over that water

Live nigga, throw my face on the hunnit

Write philosophies at home getting blunted

Drug experiments have turned into habits

All my days have fucking turned into madness

They say I’m snapping cause I’m reaching the masses

With whatever when it comes to that cabbage, nigga

Charlie Manson skill set

Jack and Jill ain’t never left the hill that’s why they still bent

Drugs where the steel kept

They fear the real so I ain’t got no fucking deal yet