(Todays agenda) riding them sodomy sisters on hip, hip to your pistol, the day I bow down to a will Be the day I throw a bottle at inside of a strip club the booth just to leave a tooth floating around inside of pimp cup What goes comes around in the form of karma Nah, thats probably just me riding around your in a Fisker Penning a rhyme to a winning lottery ticket Uh, fresh off weight scale Living a crooked on Earth giving them straight hell Kick in the door of awards, wondering where are we sitting Niggas with tight jeans looking like where are fitting Beware of writtens, its parallel to an sitting In the terrorist heading for hells kitchen I talk greasier Harolds Chicken cross me I leave scales tipping Im coming (fresh off that scale, fresh off that weight scale Fresh off that, fresh off that, off that weight scale) My curvy as a Persian virgins features She here to serve me, she here to the reaper I bank, speak Franklins, word to Aretha Im fly as a and high as the Burj I ride with kings, yall ride fiends You fraudulent niggas remind me of a ponzi One of niggas was probably cool in school The rest of yall niggas was clowns, we should you the Fonzi team Im Niggas listen like aint this about a bitch like it's a Drake cause my cake long cause bitch giving me cheekbone Grace Jones using my dick like a But she aint getting the back She getting the sack, hitting the jaw just where we parked at as a car jack, I aint be funny Im be missionary lying on top of my money Im (fresh off that weight scale) what the fuck I stop for Knowing I need more guap stored in my drawer They an encore when the flow is at mach four King of the jungle no lying, I let the roar And this bulletproof vest is Im telling look at your melon, Im nailing a shell in it And the shell is right through your melon into your Then the felon is belling the same the fella was yelling and Police sirens to heat firing, Ima keep firing Ima flee, Ima be quiet, Im a G, Im a tyrant Long Beach and Im East Side I bury you like an artifact serious as a attack hat tats, that, art of rap Thats me, cant believe Ice never thought of that, who the brought it back (Fresh off that weight scale, off that weight scale Fresh off that, fresh off that, fresh off that scale) off that weight scale I guess Im Canibus and Kool Moe Dee, its hard for me to take Ls Im tryna make cake than a bake sale the jakes Ima make bail then escape cause I hate jail All rappers saying they spitting hard raps Before I buy that shit, me the Barfax I got a like a sharp ax I got a ton of rhymes flyer anything launching off tarmacs is how real it is when I ghostwrite for Im speaking them, Im really just a ventriloquist A lyricst, a hint of A pinch of militant, a perfect description of this nigga is Pull out a and weigh CDs Then distribute it to the fans til need me Im a dealer so put out an APB The shit that gave these 80's babies ADD pyrex sit in the feeling your eye sweat your wrist and watching that pie strech Pitching to different niggas for figures, never 5-0 tripping, I dip on them through the Dope boy mindset, gotta get money the same grind to this rhyme shit, dummy Pick a pad, a pen, pick a track, pick a flow, I pick it apart Like a locksmith in his nose, sit in the With the on, gone, heavy to eight long Put on pre-K, the shell is a crayon Man, Im just tryna write, leave me alone Cause I aint trying to fight, Im a different Iron Bite your ear with a syllable, lay a thatll finish you jabs at you little dudes, my opponents get rid of you Hit my and listen to Eminem, and Nickel While Joey fucking the girl and fight is unfixable, uh You with a BQE boy That BBQ's EQ's and BB Kings with Todays agenda, flame And have their dame giving to they favorite member (Fresh off that scale) of a mad man Joe Joe Aint gotta lie, you see is what you get, aint nothing modified Me, I give them the song, go check with Dont get the wrong, Im the same G Spending old money, swear it was the same G Yeah, these model hoes and entertain me And though I let go to the head, they never change me Far innocent Your favorite rapper got a nod before he approached and check my I wake sleepy hollow, should've a CT scan Go to right now and watch Batman So my dad think Im styling, how Im hed be if these new drugs was out then I owe it to holmes, stone But how I wouldnt let a roll , wonder why Im stone Problem child to adult Got bad cards but I blaming my hand, its logic I hate jewelry and the same So how the fuck you think I feel a chain of command, I tell you how you different I You always hugging the block, I it goodbye Sober, my last drinking game started truth or dare And ended with me a name So yall call it out of control, Im when in to me is the illusion Theres your answer, verbal slash Now the club is a basement, I just came in with some dancers gang, the clan made it A-Treats, Joey the fan Love then hate it both cause I fake it And if I did, I never tell I said that all wrong, yall would tell I keep the mind up for the Jezebel Even if they help make it shit would never