I'm like the rapper ever Ever ever? Ever! I always been it like I stood next to Uncle Swisher professor taught y'all how to be successful to Run a house like Rev and Diggy and Vanessa Yes I got a stretcher that's for competition Not in my position they ain't got a pot to in You can call it dissin' stay broke like it's tradition Fly over the (man you must think you) Blake Griffin itching I got riching My say she loving it She took a million it a year til I discovered it I took my money out and I shut down the government I it in the tub and let my main chick rubber dubbing it The passcode on my account is Catch Me If You Can I know gay just undercover like they with the clan Don't throw a rock and say that you my biggest fan Remove the mic right now so it don't break and beat you with this Your girl be calling me like everytime she a phone I hear 'em all her messages be rather long These losers copying too and you can't say I'm wrong Wiz Khalifa hit the joint, now everybody cheech chong A sign that's on my door say no man but me allowed Might see your woman drying off in here without a Don't get confused cause the twitter picture got a smile Get on 4 square post where you at and I'll show up now After I beat you down, and retweet this clown I bet in person all these talkers ain't gon' leak a I travel everywhere how come your boys don't be Take trips where y'all be missing y'all must live in lost and Rap game's a female chat and all y'all do is her Can't really say you fresh cause all of is whack except for A few it's maybe two most of y'all is pop as Ke$ha I wanna grab a bottle and just your tap to ketchup I 'em how to stunt, super Dave done taught a lecture See me and said you fresh as when I met ya I'm in my and slippers walking round like I'm Hugh Heffner I'm dressed in red your girl is black, on her like a checker King me
Cooler then antifreeze dammit these be The baddest thing happening since had a dream Cooler antifreeze dammit these rappers be The baddest thing since King had a dream
Maino hustle hard, better to god I swear to god, better play they part It's going down, I run town I'm here now, get it Black flag. black tee, in a black truck Diamonds on, money, haters on my right nut Left arm automa bezzle look like falling Fifty shot Calico, niggas better on God I'm the one fear reason why they're running scared Do it Mob style, bullet right his head I declare I'm the of Kings County up nigga why these haters can't down me Look around I round the town these other niggas see Go ahead let him talk slick I bet I make his mouth Homie we strong, these rap peeons cuddle with the same bitches I pee on Brick getters getting bread in rainy My girl savetta and it go panamera I'm a don miss me with that nonsense .44 holster my armpit Fuck nigga the to love niggas My last homie snaked me that's why I don't trust Straight to the devil is I took them what you heard I run Brooklyn
[Lloyd stop too much cream veiw me on your movie screen Got the sweater, got the hat, sneaker, and the jeans Sicker I used to be, time to get them used to Queens Flawless bitches usually turn them all into super Mamy I'm the coolest from to cougars The haters remorse they can from rugers Nigga say hello to Judahs, how I do this Cleanest pictures standing out of Beemers with the wrist Shorty my name low till my name, tell honey my angle I'm and she taking off her leggings on the table Pussy popping on the Skyp, on the phone I'm a fuck her with my freestyle going off the I got her smoking weed now, glowing off patron Kush cologne, when I push my poem, cripple chrome In my Queens, Manhattan, Staten Island, Bronx, and zone And my meaner packing, staking, bitch go get your own