Tell my buyer "I'm a rapper, I can have my dawg meet you" I can do a ten in a day off of features Tryna kick the cup, but it's worse than the needle Tryna get some sauce, lil nigga I can teach you Heard he got a good ticket on that dog, I can beat it Hit it once then hit it again, that's a remix Heat it up, shit gave her the chills, she anemic Love that Drac' and I love that Mac I'm from B-wick Ghetto bitch, heard she got a head on her shoulders Baby daddy trippin', knock his head off his shoulders Before the oranges I was in a tin with them boulders Up and down I-75 with a motor Aye, I'm on seventy five with bout fifty five pieces Off a head nod, I can't have you dodging demons I'm in Vlone but my shoes came from Neiman's I'ma cut her off if she average, even decent I heard that boy a rat, he wrote statements at the precinct They copy everything, I know them boys wanna be me The way that I be lookin' know them bitches think it's easy Him think it's all fun and games, do him greasy In California shopping got me late for my meetings I just want some head, why yo mama wanna meet me? Used to look at them, now it's me all on the T.V Nigga call for a turkey chop, I'm at BB (Iced Up Records) Riding round in that Wraithy Want some work? He don't get it now, it's a late fee Pop a perc, how she blow me down, shit amazing Good drank got a nigga scratching like its scabies She don't never say the Smoove, all I hear is that Baby My nigga know where it's green as hell, I said "take me" The narcs hit they lights, think them bitches tryna race me High as hell, don't know where this juice tryna take me