 Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st. Roll up and cock it and hit them, hit them where it hurts. If I die today, remember me like John Lennon. Barrett and Louie, I'm talking all brown linen, huh? Big black in the icy watch. Shoes on the coupe, I got a Nike shop. Count the profits, you can bring them in the Nike box. Grinding in my joints, kick them off, they might be high. Swish.