Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop Prada, Prada, Prada, Prada Now you don't want no Prada Prada, Prada, Prada, Prada Man, all my homies swingin' Swingin', swingin', my sling shot Swingin', swingin', swingin' Swingin', swingin', now you don't want no Homie, don't catch no issue Chop it, I don't need no pistol Rock to the giant's temple Man, you heard how my God crush temples Don't make a fool do like these do J flip, cause you taxed with a spirit move The right will choose, it's right to lose and live like the king of Jews Now wait, wait, I'm livin' right Cause I ain't tryin' to burn up Nah, nah, he don't get this right What you know about this turn up Grind round in my truck Nah, I don't need that burner But if flesh run up, got the top on deck, let's shove it, cover up that murder Uh, oh boy Y'all know what it is when I got that sling cocked Truth comin' at you that you can't deny Same thing got my little cane pop See I'm diamond real and y'all written pops And my clean slate was once inked, blots of cotton meat Nah, but y'all sweet, whoop, thinkin' that I'm weak Cause I'm Christian, I think not, more Cavalier In my approach, I'm like Brian, Brian, you got pom-poms Exercisin' fapes on my arms Armed to treat all problems like wontons Got renegades in my ensemble No fear here, you best stay clear Cause if we're here and you try to pose Sling stones dancin' between air and air, uh Pride, pride, pride Now you don't want no pride Pride, pride All my homies choppin', choppin', choppin' Yeah, all my whoopin' choppin', choppin', choppin' Choppin', choppin', choppin', choppin' Now you don't want no pride Pride, pride, pride Now you don't want no pride Pride, pride, pride Man, all my homies swingin', swingin', swingin' Swingin', swingin', my slaves Swingin', swingin', swingin', swingin' Now you don't want no I broke up with this girl named World And she act like she ain't even know it These dudes be mad at my harvest Like they never seen me sow it My head bent to the plow, then and now to the end of the row Sittin' here with this king in me That means simply I'm gold God's perfect timing out of interlay If you got some time then I can demonstrate Lookin' for hope, lend me your ear You gon' lose the fear when that penetrate Hittin' out the tear, bitch, all the ears Somethin' you don't really wanna problem with Hittin' out the tear, bitch, all the tears Somethin' you don't really wanna problem with I arise from the boat My cycle, it blows The tides on my toes I strike from his words You don't never really want no problems I'm on top the boat, there are cannons Double up some ***, yeah, we them holy pirates Down with it though, put it on down with it though What do you mean? We don't get down with it though, put it on down with the flow Hold up, dang, dang, dang, dang He go bang, bang, bang, bang Sling a shot with the gang Them old testament kings, bang Proud, proud, proud Now you don't want no Proud, proud, proud All my homies choppin', choppin' Choppin', choppin' Choppin', choppin' Now you don't want no Proud, proud, proud Now you don't want no Proud, proud, proud Man, all my homies swangin', swangin' Swangin', swangin', my sling shot Swangin', swangin', swangin' Now you don't want no What's poppin' now? Eight ball, corner pocket now You hoppin' now, but I'm a heat seat Get rockin' now, tough skin Crocodile, pray for prey I ain't your style, need a paper plate And a paper towel, flow overweight I came to chow, bon appétit, my appetite Turn a bright day into a glass night Child of the king, I got bragging rights Box of syringes, you couldn't rap right They callin' me a black sheep I ball like an athlete, hold up My rap rap sheet about 40 times longer Shaq got kickback Shaq fool, that's Matthew on my shoes Go with the gospel We coordinate, that's latitude A.C., Ice Cube With a attitude, I'm out there on the avenue They dip out when they green and patty whackin' through Word, word But I'm above law I'm livin' by grace, revealin' my faith I'm seekin' a space, hit a few hurdles, but still in the race C.O., L.U., M.E., U.S. You don't want no problem, baby Ridin' round clean with wisdom Oh yeah, that's my lane Yeah, I wonder if this hell David fell Uh, champion, I think I need a bell Yeah, if it ain't grace, what you talkin' bout? Word, I see the giant and I choke him out