I got a million flows, I can go silly those I got a rocket Down to cock and and pop a nigga that really impose Niggas that's wit me is villans in That lost all they good and they feelings on so appealing, the feeling of killing a nigga that pose Get Vanillied with those Turn a beef to a cheesesteak Bitch, I be really in Philly those Neck as a blizzard, a nigga flex gotten bigger My is so chilly, it froze Really I'm colder than ever, my niggas for whatever Niggas up, fifth tucked in the snow storm or the weather Sandstorm or the desert, drawn on a Dessy Leave his whole bloody Like shorty put in her tampon on already Shooting with a cannon out the Peter arm on the levy See, the on already We go to jail, this shit'll be fine, we'll meet up with 'Cause all of our mans gone-gone the-, nigga the- I'ma do a in week, I gave the Jeep the receipt Either the double-R stitching, that or the Bentley B in the seat I got my D in a freak, I gotta be in She eat every morning I treat it porridge and gave her the cream of the wheat And I rock it P and a B I don't cop it less it's Louie, Gucci on the Or even a D and a G, 'cause the way that the piling I'll be wildin' 'til a make about a B in a week niggas hating on me But I'm Gary Payton, always on the with the green And the counter, 'cause when I'm accounting It be money in and coming out it, paper cut the money Dummy niggas, I been out it Trying not to run up out it in a fist a knife, nigga brought a gun up out it Don't you run up out it, lil Uh, hit him with a MAC Is he really that bad that I gotta hit him with a bigger fact, riddle me that I'm literally at the spot that he said he'd be at, but is he at? Like, really nigga? Is you really me that? Like I prepared to hit him with a felony act? Like, what you thought, I would never Have a lookin' like he tryna fight in Smash Bros When a nigga put a whole shell in his Fuck niggas yelling it Niggas get and start hating on a real nigga It's a nigga smokin' on a jealousy pack Look, lil nigga, uh I got the remedy, I got the shooters with hidden who you send at me I got a on me long as a ruler and centipede I got Geneve, I got the energy I got the money, the power, the I go to I'm asking these niggas for 60 percent of the No one me Niggas is talking, but no one me Niggas know what the of the end'll be Niggas won't know how to find they men'll be I'm a way nigga on Hennessy I got the recipe, of y'all niggas sit next to me Guard where head and ya chest'll be I you niggas never go testin' me I suggest you niggas never go me, nigga
I promise y'all I do this shit in my sleep, it's easy I come to the studio and just say shit and it comes out way You know I mean? I promise y'all we down to go 36 hundred thousand with anybody Let niggas know that all that rapping fast shit We can do it too, Niggas be thinking got that special sauce Not today, that right, man? Y'all know the fuck goin' on, man Who next? Who next? Who For real, who next? Lemme know, know, I'm off this, I'm off this me now