Juicebox, tank top, tube socks Dude stop, forehead shiny like a new Glock Two shots fired at the Excursion we were swervin' in All-purpose verses with a passion for servin' kids Empty out your purses on an immature crime spree Eyin' up the nurses with some gloves that read "I squeeze" Who the fuck said to speak, Mr. Me-Is-Siamese? Even Christ said "Christ, he flows quite nicely" Hypebeast's highly likely to bite me And try to high five me, but I just give them high threes 'Cause y'all don't get two, touch me, I'm the shit Sue me, if you got an issue, grab a tissue Mediocrity is odd to me Ass as far as ya eyes can see. Who the best? They holla me Nombre, Ho-lay shit, I don't spit crack, I spit cocaine crisp I ain't fuckin' with it if it's no payment 'Cause everyone knows paid dues don't pay rent I'm dope like the coke that I'm laced with Dreams what I'm chasin', flow hot it's chafin' This is why I'm hot? No, that is why I'm blazin' Dilla jacked Nick, I am shinin' like the diamond that I'm draped in But I don't wear jewelery, it's HUF over Louis V Excuse the endurance miss, this critic thing is new to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
