, 740, snub in the box My attitude shifty, never callin the cops A Green Bay jersey, out on Bennett puffin hershey D's on the route tryin to catch a nigga
say Hows the bruises from the teacher he's hoping that they go away Even though his mom and dad they both got problems of their own Caught in a catch 22
crawling, in ya crib, we're comin'to kill Catch you while ya sleep, wake up to a gun in ya grill Doing Satan's business, tie you up, hang you 22cal.
me a feeling that I can't deny You got the Prada boots on, suede hittin your thigh Actin like my chrome twenties aint catchin' your eye Sometimes I slow down, catch
the norm, I barely got to write this song, We don't follow right from wrong. - We do what the fuck we want! Hot bitch, icey arm, catch me with the trunk
740, snub in the box My attitude shifty, never callin the cops A Green Bay jersey, out on Bennett puffin hershey D's on the route tryin to catch a nigga