[Verse 1: Fresh] Yeah ok I heard these lookin, rockie who they lookin for What that nigger doin, out here tryin get his What I say they see it so they call this my picture flow Never been but they call me mr. hit the ho I'm smashing when she twerkin, got lil workin And she say she not a ho she just I was deservin She saw me up on twitter couldn't to meet in person Now she tell me I'm the bomb I ammo and a turban I'm to blow up I tell my haters peace My shoe connection gotta be a hundred racks at It's big business on my table tell my feast If you ain't talkin big then don't even speak
At high key I a fuck about a hater they be laughing at me now I'm out here paper
I'm Feeling feeling great. lota twists and turns but I got my paper straight On the road to the riches driving 88, with a couple bad driving 88 Me and my niggas wait, we tryin to get a meal for every digit on our plate On the road to the driving 88, with a couple bad bitches driving 88
2:] Ok I'm hied up baped out more swag the little wayne Even got no stripes on but dam I'm so If I ever got some drama I dough to come and get you He a town nigger all the way down to the gristle When shut out my casey got these bitches on the d-low I'm ballin I feel like jordan when he hit that on e-low like Robin I'm on my hustle you shook up like russell The is jas purple I'm takin off from the freethrow I'm just tryina get my cut. choppa it down Watch me throw some money up and these hit the ground I'm
Feeling good feeling great. lota twists and turns but I got my straight On the to the riches driving 88, with a couple bad bitches driving 88 Me and my niggas can't wait, we tryin to get a for every digit on our plate On the road to the riches driving 88, a couple bad bitches driving 88
3: Casey Veggies] Like uhh aw man. body. my new flows remind me of 12 guage shottys I love when show promoters me I get payed shortly It my face light up I feel like robert orie When he hit that shot that the headlines in the paper runnin 10 For my city like kobe do with the lakers I'm at my pace Drivin 88 surviving in my city a rap battle with j You got a couple thousand my nigga that baby Peas and carrots we da business just like say Hundred million dollars bad hoes Get my team and get rid of all the imposters
I'm Feeling good feeling great. lota twists and turns but I got my paper On the road to the riches driving 88, a couple bad bitches driving 88 Me and my niggas can't wait, we tryin to get a meal for every on our plate On the road to the riches driving 88, with a couple bad driving 88