Charge It - tookie

Charge it, charge it

Jump in the ring and restart it

Don’t alarm him

P-p-pass it

I ain’t talkin' gun, just smoke him

Wodie roll up, load and bark it

Switch that basket, rarted, rarted

Spill that juice like cartridge

I ain’t beggin' no pardon

She seen the Get Back Gang-Gang

Forget their man

Pree bare badman

Now they wan' shake their titties and arses

Free G Rip, darn it, darn it

My brudda, my dargy

Hunny, we don’t do no dancin'

Party, don’t get your head back clarted

OT, play with coke like Cola

Send that over, the cats go loca

I’m tryna make a flip like Motorola

Fifteen sittin' on me on that sofa

Hol' up, hol' up

He got dipped, another one got roll up, roll up

Tryna make cream like soda

Bro-bro caught him another bird like vulture

Bare of them just seem to talk

And in the field they ain’t been seen at all

Mek this one lead that walk

She said, «Took, she don’t seem to talk»

I don’t need to talk

Homegirl just lead that walk

Before playin' with knives, had to clean my food

Yeah, the critters big man, you think you fool us?

Swing that sword

Gang-gang let it clap like a round of applause

Cash galore, wap galore, splash galore

Come this way nigga, are you sure?

Couple paigon packs billed, we want more

More and more, oh lord, oh lord, oh lord

I know them man see it, pree it

Me though, I wouldn’t wanna be it

Jump out rides like 'who's that? G him'

Pree it, it’s no one, spill it and flee it

All that fake shit, trust me, I see it

Red light, man green it

Bro just spot them man and beat it

She fell in love with moshy

But the jugger fell in love with dip

Cool down, just humble it

Then we won’t have to trouble it

Splash that down like I’m lovin' it

Like I ain’t had enough of it

Hold it up and then cuddle it

They tried take man’s ting, we let 'em run with it

Bro squeeze that out like a baby teethin'

Hands on the iron, tryna get sixteen in

Squeezin', squeezin, low-low schemin'

They gotta learn, we gotta fuckin' teach 'em

Just give me a reason

Grippin', more than t-shirt teefin'

She heard about the demons-demons

Now she wan' off panty, start jeetin'

Block, delete it

Mop, clean it

They better have hope like Dealers

Not the realest cah they don’t conceal it

For any of my woes I’ma step immediate

Leave him leakin'

We don’t play even-stevens

Charge it, charge it

Jump in the ring and restart it

Don’t alarm him

P-p-pass it

I ain’t talkin' gun, just smoke him

Wodie roll up, load and bark it

Switch that basket, rarted, rarted

Spill that juice like cartridge

I ain’t beggin' no pardon

She seen the Get Back Gang-Gang

Forget their man

Pree bare badman

Now they wan' shake their titties and arses

Free G Rip, darn it, darn it

My brudda, my dargy

Hunny, we don’t do no dancin'

Party, don’t get your head back clarted