Dreadhead smoke like rasta
Gucci my sweater I'm feeling so proper
Oscar my homie, I’m shooting the choppa
Hi-Tech I'm sippin, connect to the function
Back in the day had to raid em like Barkley's
Nigga so fly since I came out the womb
Step on my shoes you get put in a tomb
Poppin the xan, I ate the mushroom
I go get the money, I come back at noon
You bluffin, I pull up with guns like I’m Russian
I went to Japan, I might go to London
Look at my bitch, her ass like a pumpkin
I'm losing my shit yeah I'm losing my mind
Choppa come through and it break up your spine
Stick with the scope like a movie
Niggas come bussin, can't hit rewind
Addie come through with the drip on em
Pockets so fat they got rips in em
Packs come through you know we shippin em
Niggas ain't gang so you know we dippin em
Glock with a beam now he lookin like an indian
I'm the real thing like the dark Aunt Vivian
Niggas like Malcolm alway trynna be the middle man
You ain't gettin no money nigga you a lil man
Connect to the plug, no I don't do middle man
Fucked on the perc and I’m feeling adrenaline
I don’t got no friends, my best friend is Benjamin
Drinking the water, I'm taking my vitamins
Feel like Aladdin, I need a Jasmine
I’mma wild out, these donuts in a Aston
Diamonds they frenzy just like the Astons
Yellow bitch with me like Pikachu
Catching 'em all just like it's Pokémon
Icy hockey skate
Better book me RIGHT NOW, cause next day im RAISING RATES
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