Tekst piosenki
I buy mad kicks
Always got some heat on
Kids think they can spit but that’s just more for me to feed on
I can flow for ions and ions
I got tree like Neon I’m a king like Leon
Me and my boys we on that good kush
Roll it up spark a couple Jays
I’m so bright when I leave town it be dark for a couple days
Im a shark you a fish you should be scared of me
Yea you write a little chicken scratch you don’t compare to me
When you spit its hilarity I’m killing shit
You fairy I’m gorilla bitch
Write your own lines you sounding like a ventriloquist
My syllabus is get a couple O’s and try to flip em fast
I be ditching class everywhere I go I’m getting cash
Letting Ash drive the whip as long as he keeps blunts rolled
Rap comes natural to me been spitting since I was a month old
Now my fingertips bleeding cuz I’m writing and I can’t stop
Hit me if you need work I got shit that’s strong as what Lance got
Now my girl Louis Armstrong cuz I be copping designer shit
Ever since I started rapping I be on that finer shit
Copping mad purp and I ain’t talking bout wine and shit
Hustle for a grand and I ain’t even trynna sign with Tip
The lines is sick bring em to a hospital or nurse
My bitch got a dub and a bub in her purse
And we gon get faded on the way to the show
Drive by windows down so I wave to your ho and she winks back
I tell her I think that we should link up and be together forever just like an ink tat
She be wearing a pink mink hat she think she Cam
That and her Loubs is all shes wearing im thinking damn
Hit me for a zip or to hit anytime she say she wanna hear me spit cuz I don’t miss any lines
I don’t listen to yall shit its all shit
Throw a perfect pass with the blunt I be on my Chris Paul shit
Blowing mad trees like its fall shit you faggots should all quit
Hold up I think im getting a call, shit
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