say what i will molly whop you hip hop smoking at my pit stinking through the ziploc baggy black maggie they love me when my shit drops when my cousin rama do in the cabby and these four wheels you broke heels i got it lock like swimmer windows with gold grills on the block like trigger spitters and dope deals they getting it on the road still they don t wanna see a child flourish they rather see them malnourished finally getting something and making another wild purchase fucked that my experience fits style perfect while worth it never crowd serving planted on the ground surface these other rappers don t concern me too busy being g my uncle told me be all i could be so now be everywhere repping for the d you better have cheddar no fuck around with me if you going anywhere you drop it down a fee believe that i will haymaker yo play makers spray fakers out the window of a grey blazer puff that stuff that put you on cloud nine you regulars please get out the loud line you eyes don t lie fresh pair of tims no tie damn still here somehow this doesn t feel fair i keep stealing air everytime i go outside my heads on a swivel van say he had an issue he never lied the whole hood petrified sly look in the devil s eyes so i cocked that steel and level guys till the devil rise we never hide so i got so they got me checking my weapon cause the disrespect in a second and we not the kind you terrorized and terrified and regret outside of yo net see you gotta respect you hear me hag leery and experience first hand yo mens black feiry