Shifty Man - Promoter Interlude lyrics

[Shifty Man] Five-to-the-six you know it's 56 Chopping your b**h with a flick of the wrist Got chopsticks, 'cos Maxy chop sticks Nah'mean? Don't talk sh** 'cos you not it [Anhell] Talking all that sh**, you gon' get hit quick Nuttin' on that b**h with a limp dick My Tommy jacket featherweight Eat the p**y up and meditate [Shifty Man] Set the date, Feb 2017 Tuffboy tape, dropping like your b**h jeans Tru Religion, you better hit your knees and pray to Jesus Christ [Anhell] Dropping like the new ice-cream Got that new ice going bling-blao-bling Spend a hundred dollars on that new 'Preme Dressing up, looking like the motherf**ing king [Shifty Man] Best believe I get crown My b**h never frown whenever I'm around And my ice so cold it's like an igloo Ice so cold, that my wrist turn blue [Morph] Cruising with a foreign girl she European too Bus' a 40 on a shawty now she my number two Girly want a taste so she got a spider bite Kissing boys, kissing girls, now that b**h a spider dyke [Anhell] I'm your girl f** buddy, you the guy she kinda likes Eat that p**y up, like some motherf**ing rice Your boy Llehna with the steelo b**h I'm iconic call me Nigo [Morph] Come from the 6-1-6, you know I got some Cheetos If we have a shortage gonna swap it for Doritos Cheesy little homies Shifty love his cheesy treats Driving down Fleet Street thinking 'bout her feet (We're back) [Shifty Man] I skeet-skeet when I drive fast I go beep-beep Skrt-skrt, lifting up your shirt-shirt Show me fat tits, I'm with the fatness Don't mind a fat chick especially when I'm rapping [Anhell] My bullets make a homie start tap-dancing All your crew fake, quit acting With your acne-having a**, I'm a smash on your main b**h and pa** Put the motherf**ing pedal down and hit the gas [Morph] Bra** on the knuckles when I'm grabbin on that a** Smoking on the gas while my girl yeah she throw it back Keep hittin my phone I'm on aeroplane mode Make her drop it so low call me Han Solo [Shifty Man] Max got the load, dropping on the beat Play it on the road when you're cruising down the street Tuffboy gang even though we incomplete And we still got the bangs that you cannot beat