Yeah, I'm a spit some of this real Some real shit, some real Na, na, whoa, oh,
Ugh, check my watch, my chain It's simple and plain, the wit the blew out brains As I bounce and mash, count this Floss and flash, cop and blow a zip wit
Since everything is big in Texas then the zag's? I'm the finish line, tell me where's the flags? Brought my rag top, should have the Jag On the me and Beesh, look at all this ass
I could tell you stories but can you cash Give you game and secrets that I know you'll To the next playa hater and he'll break like Now I got a bunch of people digging' through my
So I choose to floss who's the boss, let's ink it Richie Rich for those who thought re-think it Some yell it and tell it, I blow it and it and smell it Let's spend tokens wit my people who sell it,
I can show you better than I can ya I can you better than I can tell ya I can show you better than I can ya But it's really nothin' But it's really though
I could show you somethin' dirty deep up in corners mayne the deal? I could bend the and make it hotter than a Forman grill I got the keys to the Caprice I could show you mother fuckin' straight to Belize
Now that's low, fa sho', and parole I could show you real doin' time over a ho I could show you poor and happy, or one's that lose they mind I could you dime pieces in school fashion design
I could show you streetlights and beak hotels I could show you young cats gettin' popped wit Down to do what I gotta do to the man in me And from the looks of thangs the popo's understandin' me
The original digital reader The pedigree who be stackin' his Velveeta I could you boss stuntin' so fuckin' disgustin' I could show you rapper's frontin' but it's really nothin'
I can show you better than I can ya I can show you better than I can ya I can you better than I can tell ya But really nothin' though But it's nothin' though
I could you, I could reach you and teach you I know you and where you comin' from, I it been goin' on forever dog, it's no end Life is like a in your back from a close friend
Disappointed to the point I'm runnin' by myself Never knowin' where I'm goin' start to myself, yeah Money was a necessity, my got the best of me You think you smokin' B, who got the recipe?
I'm it's nothin', I say it sincerely, and speakin' clearly I'd rather you respect me fear me I came a way and still I got a while to go You probably thinkin' to yourself, "What's he for?"
My dog Bash about to be platinum his thang So if you him for it, boy you fakin' and know it We this money, big bundles of bills I'm like a whole 'nother person when it to this skrill
I can you better than I can tell ya I can you better than I can tell ya I can you better than I can tell ya But it's nothin' though But it's really though
I can show you better than I can ya I can show you than I can tell ya I can you better than I can tell ya But really nothin' though But really nothin' though