for me Lost in a whirlwind, quality High up until the world end, eighty-five in my ride And these niggas hiding, I'm striding like a giant I ain't lying when I'm rhyming, rule these niggas like a Damn, Doms, it don't even like you trying Know these niggas crucify 'em, crack him I'm a diamond I know that niggas is finding my progression so The pressure I'm still applying until I the angels crying Sad day in Hell for those who doubted, hope your head Cry about it, but don't deny Doms got the realest flows My eyes is feeling low, pulling on the 'dro Chilling with a vixen, thinking "This is I did it for" Still banging, Ganging as if you niggas didn't know Still and Loiter Litter Life and triple sixing, ho
Doms, while they ripping through the packaging to the shit I'm shaded with the few I usually blow cabbage with New patty-caking with mannequins Cause I don't like my homies dip, bruh, they all Jaw-slacking, all 'em awe And I ain't got shit but a pretty bitch and cigar Riding in the city and out in the Starbucks I swear niggas is fucking phony, smoking spliffs and that's Prior to arriving to the glued to a gluteus maximus, attractive lady Where you headed that shit? And can a real get a look at it? Crook, panic-shook ya? Blunt fatter than some butch ankles Cheffing, fit the cook apron, ante up for payment Run until my achy, running 'till my foot aching Full-grown terror type, do-rag my nigga Travy out in Maui, running two-mans Smoking 'till I'm loopy as a motherfucking 20 minutes, burn a fucking quarter back to two But I'mma dip, I know you must have had it with my ass