Ayy, you start me from the top? Listen out Harlem, man Shout out Rocky, man in the building, man What's good? Is that salad? Yo,
Niggas give me the shoulder, I can speak for myself So I keep a high and alligator the belt And got a belt with the holster, I ain't games But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your Pause your life if you try to mess with my O's, whoa So cut the crap shit barbers Cause we really with the like closeted gay fathers
we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick I got back pains, neck like whipped cream My whip clean, and they all white, I whip And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip and cop cribs I got more space than big jeans, sleeping on me
Explain why they got shit I'm alien, got the gun with the big beam Married to the money, my green No I sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming Y'all niggas thought I was goofy and all mouses Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme Y'all cop kush, my I cop houses And fill em with some Leo and some Cole Sprouses, nigga Where we? Rocky, GOLF, boy, where we at? in Pari'
clothes, I cop pieces Couple thots with me and hoes is like divas Got my Vans on but they like sneakers Flipped a packs, Based God in the Bass all in the In the field baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come I don't Chanel, I rock channel And no this ain't a purse, it's a (At you) Bless, at you, nah I sneeze But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I you Got a with your name on the barrel If hollows clip, you get nip like it's cat food
That dude, when I die, gotta make a statue Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a Go to any nigga with up in my bracket Then I think about the of rapping All the in the classes All the seniors mumblin' and ramblin' and rappin', mumble rapping? I find it hard to find actual I find it hard to find an challenge I'm like Shabazz Palace's last hit, elaborate Rap labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus "Calldrops" on the skits
Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the in the Glock Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, And on my neck boy You would think I glass homes way I'm handling the rocks Who cast the first Bitch it's me, fuck you thought? Real grunge nigga, I got a flannel as the top And I'm picking up guitar, strum Bum niggas wish could make a garden shed But they sleeping on me man their arm is dead I'm a wild boy and you farmer bred, born You animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!
K shiz, up nigga!