1 What dont yall get off of my dick, I got an to do I spit a line now you wont get til 2002 I know your type, get wild a crew And get found powdery blue, you be proud to be you I get love like a child with a flu, you want to battle me The response the crowdll be Ouuu matter if you my age or old as my pops I got something for new that come straight out the box Its nothing to bag bitch, have her holding my cock Doing laundry half naked my socks I know niggaz that I grew up with, roll with the cops And got found beat the fuck up, swollen knots Brother fucking up in school so I told him to if the coach see your grades he aint holding your spot I got plans to leave my neck and hands frozen rocks So every bitch watch when I on the block When my flow hit the top, its the or the drop Bring the weed and on the road with the wop hot boy and get a cold winter chop Come back roll hole in your top The hoe love the way I put her in a knot Blows in her spot, middle finger your block They say Im to to rhyme So want me in that newest spring wear chalk design I love to the chocolate kinds So I dont show up at parades, unless its for the of dimes
2 If could kill, Id probably average a body a bar I put air holes in the side of your car Dro come smiley faces on the side of jar Blades put smiley faces on the of your jaw Im of the law, gamble throw trips on the floor Fuck a tour, I you on a trip to the floor Im like that borrow clothes, to draw, dipped in velour Since a kid shoplift in the You shouldve listened before, hot slipped in the door Banks, hard dicking your whore Im too much for one borough, yall can all get a piece of Beefll show up on your porch like pizza Teachers gave me Fs so I gave the noise Who ever thought a drop outd be on the beach toys I got four arms, two for One for fucking, my other have you ducking
3 I why you mad, somebody told I was hot didnt they Well cover your I got a whole lot of shit to say You sound like me, it in a different way You aint write no hits, nigga put your wrist Every time you see me, Im like its picture day Im athletic, I dip dive, shit for the Im the best no surprise, buts, if, or I put DNA all up in bitches braids How you eating when you skinny you sick with AIDS Beating me will never like nick parades While you inhaling nickel bags, Im out a fifth of haze Im a be around the forget the Jays No free-bes, now you gotta pay me I turn like you, into baby butts And I DJ, but I give you eighty cuts Nigga Im a grown ass man go lady luck