Rap Lyricist
Fuck around with me and you'll get more than yellow carded Beats down syndrome So I call that shit retarded //////too lazy to think goodnight.
Rap game Lebron but I'm not balding Rap game Dwayde yeah you're not holding Rap game bosh your team is folding.
Just like Juicy J, grab that Zip and that double cup Great intuition, vision - time to hit the mall up Take it like david when goliath come to fall Or score the winning touchdown at the Super Bowl...
Now I just wanna fuck mad bitches, for all the days I never On second thought, I always had em though But now they look better, and quicker to be down for whatever.
To all the hoes that I meet. Jumpman on my feet. Enemies falling,. Come and take a seat. I fucking own yall full force but far from elite. Got all my badges. Now I'm balling like I'm in the heat.
On my grind like I'm MUTHAFUCKIN bam margera. PO's turn bitch hope you know this is my era/mets fitted on my head that's my new era.
This weed hits my throat like Mayweather fighting Cotto.
45 fire at your attire to break your armour up like fine china... Fly hoes be digging for gold like 49ers.
Counting money You bitches acting funny My dad said I'd lose every fight Now I'm counting faces on a fucking trans-at-lantic flight.
Smashing shit like the fonz Rollin around in Lebrons.
Smashing shit like the fonz. Rollin around in Lebrons. Purp and blue hornets you all know what's wrong. It's PO that right. Fuck god, religions and dykes. Wear a mets fitted when I'm fuckin her tight.
So New York like a Yank Smoke a cigar each time another 0 hits my bank But I don't have god to thank Coz that story ain't real ima smoke on this dank.
Man I'm hungry for cash Bobby sands it to the bank And I'm smoking all this dank And I can't even thank LWGSP that's the crew that I rank Swag posse Pwag swosse Running to the bank UK, U K.
Man I'm hungry for cash, Bobby sands it to the bank.