this is a speed ball something you might not know about how did a crack head get up in the white house i let my phone rang like i let my chains hang i think you need to come down on the price range this is bolo bruce lee like king like the police not cops but sting like man i m the type to roll weed at a green light she turned back to a pumpkin at midnight this is a pay scale and yo it s mixed with the crime wave where we spend everything and we dont save shopaholics alcoholics call it what you want it the jewelry is all good til you have to pawn it this is bolo bruce lee like king like the police not cops but sting like man i m the type to roll weed at a green light she turned back to a pumpkin at midnight man this is coco county i make all these suckas get from round me and sometimes i like to flash all my dope thangs my eyes lit when the weed and the dope came it s like i spent my whole life in the dope game this is bolo bruce lee like king like the police not cops but sting like man i m the type to roll weed at a green light she turned back to a pumpkin at midnight this is the seventh sign a new car and a new crime my stan smith s are all white my new kicks i like my milkshakes and money clip real thick my clothes dougie fresh my hair slick rick  this is bolo bruce lee like king like the police not cops but sting like man i m the type to roll weed at a green light she turned back to a pumpkin at midnight i keep the weed lit and dont ask me bout nothing i ain t seen shit my dark shades at night time is real life i gamble like ima die thats real life i like the car black and i like to smoke white this is bolo bruce lee like king like the police not cops but sting like man i m the type to roll weed at a green light she turned back to a pumpkin at midnight you wanna transform well dont be mad when i decepticon the ganga the mecca dah the god khan i look like mustafa when i roll bomb and ill stay but only til the weeds gone this is bolo bruce lee like king like the police not cops but sting like man i m the type to roll weed at a green light she turned back to a pumpkin at midnight