Police

All you niggas out there
Take your guns that you using to shoot each other
And start shooting these bitch ass motherfucking police
That'll impress a motherfucking nigga like me
The crooked motherfuckers
'Cause these police getting way too motherfucking outta line

You can't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke
Don't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke, yeah
You can't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke, you feel me?
Don't trust these police
911's a joke

Cinematic, right back at it
Talk the walk and walk 'bout that static
I am the extra dramatic
When he popped back, everybody scattered, didn't matter
Hmm, I was there from the get-go
Moving heavy weights, Klitschko
Rookies and cookies from 'Frisco
Put 'em in a box, Nabisco
We the funk that killed disco
I showed you how to go and get this dough
And I'm the reason why you're fucking with this hoe
But don't thank me, that's how the shit go
It's still banging Crypto from the intro
Nigga what they hidden for?
Hold up, who is that tryna come through?
Step back or get mic checked, one, two

You can't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke
Don't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke, yeah
You can't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke, you feel me?
Don't trust these police
911's a joke

I'ma use my rights, I ain't saying shit
First forty-eight, I ain't telling on the clique
Solid as a rock, too legit to snitch
Put it on my momma, I'ma be a problem
Fuck a police, tryna stop me like a comma
Bitches, got a shiny badge with authority
Target on my back, I'm minority
Get the iPhone, I'm recording
Y'all cartoon, Rick and Morty
Pass, "serve and protect" my ass
Shit's going down, that's a wrap
Never trust a cop, that's a trap
Put me in the slam, I don't sing
With a orange pair of Barkleys
Other motherfuckers narcing
A snitch to be stitched and he run like a bitch
I'ma shoot 'em up like I'm Mitch Richmond
Flick on the wrist, too hot
You ain't fucking with this

You can't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke
Don't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke, yeah
You can't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke, you feel me?
Don't trust these police
911's a joke

Yeah, whoa, ay
911 is a joke in J town
Everywhere it go down, that's why I keep a four pound
Blowing out your hoe down, shit the tires go down
Sugar brought you whole round, ready for a showdown
Verbs and pronouns spitting at your main hoe
Probably why I stay up on her top like a Kango
Dipping through the city with a Glock in a Range Rove
If you sleeping [?] probably not with the same hoe
Rock the same clothes rich niggas do
And rock by the same code till I'm a rich nigga too
I be in the club with the stick in my shoe
You call the fucking police like a bitch nigga do
Still zips for the two, QP for they
Whole thing for the (ah), shit I'll get a nigga straight
This shit don't hit the interstate if your skin tone's dark
And white people watch the pigs in the pens unmarked

You can't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke
Don't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke, yeah
You can't trust these police
'Cause 911's a joke, you feel me?
Don't trust these police
911's a joke

Ay J5, come here man, the police tripping
Ay, ay, officer leave him alone
Yeah, man, leave that dude alone, man
Oh, oh, oh-whoa
Here they go again, man, they doing that same old shit again, man
I can't stand this shit