Ice Cube - Pee Wee Longway

What you workin' with?

That my facecard

That’s your facecard

Cicero on the beat

Tie his motherfuckin' facecard

What you workin' with?

What you workin' with?

I’m workin' with my facecard

Break your damn wrist cookin' up that straight hard

Yeah, and I’m goin' straight hard, dumb with the K

Then make bond on my face, 'cause I’m done with the case, beat it

Twelve-fifty, twelve-fifty, two bands on my shoes

Shoot a fifty, shoot another fifty, 'til we make the news

Went full petty in a minute, Asian bitch showed me her boobs

Wish for opps tellin' game, and they swipin' and start scammin'

I’m on Xannies in the Lamby, might do the dash and go crash it

I’m on perkies while I’m workin', I’m booted, got bad habits

I put blues on the jeweler, got VV’s on top of baguettes

I’m the dapper don with that, I wear Dior, new Air Maxes

Four-four-forty-eight, we fax 'em

Thousand we made out the plastic

She tokin' on dick like it’s acid

I pull up in coupe, Jurassic

Wings, pterodactyl

I’m on a bean, pop a capsule

Rollie freeze, I’m Alaska

Servin' chicken platter like it’s pasta

I want every dollar like Little Rascal

My daddy dead and I’m a bastard

I got a buck fifty, cut you like a Bronx nigga

Real swamp nigga, pump gon' make you jump, nigga

Boom, baow, two-step, DJ Unk, nigga, huh?

Yeah, in my black tee I still trump niggas

I hit licks in my black tee, I’m still a gold-digger

Take your chain and your Rollie, come up out your shoes, nigga

Grabbed my chain and my Rollie 'fore I went to school, nigga

I’m a walkin' ice maker, I wear nothin' but cubes

All my diamonds bling blaow, look like molly cubes

Ain’t no tuckin' in my chain, I feel like Ice Cube

Got that 'stendo with my forty, I might make the news

Neighborhood crippin', all my homies got the blues

Lockin' Enz' in the pen, chain gang rule

He just got ten with a ten, everybody food

I popped a bean once again to match my attitude

I put them Forgis on that bitch to match my gratitude

I put a lift kit on my raps to lift my longitude

I bang a left, I bang a right, get out my latitude

Margiela steppin' on the radical, I serve you rabbit food

I watch my plays like Mark Cuban, got my eyes on every move

I just flooded two new Cubans just to make they eyes move

I’m a walking brick of dog food, with them bill jacks

Way I cut the brick in half, call my Longway lumberjack

Yeah, in my black tee I still trump niggas

I hit licks in my black tee, I’m still a gold-digger

Take your chain and your Rollie, come up out your shoes, nigga

Grabbed my chain and my Rollie 'fore I went to school, nigga

I’m a walkin' ice licker, I wear nothin' but cubes

All my diamonds bling blaow, look like molly cubes

Ain’t no tuckin' in my chain, I feel like Ice Cube

Got that 'stendo with my forty, I might make the news