Dreadhead smoke like rasta Gucci my sweater I´m feeling so proper Oscar my homie, I’m shooting the choppa Hi-Tech I´m sippin, connect to the function Back in the day had to raid em like Barkley´s
Nigga so fly since I came out the womb Step on my shoes you get put in a tomb Poppin the xan, I ate the mushroom I go get the money, I come back at noon You bluffin, I pull up with guns like I’m Russian I went to Japan, I might go to London Look at my bitch, her ass like a pumpkin
I´m losing my shit yeah I´m losing my mind Choppa come through and it break up your spine Stick with the scope like a movie Niggas come bussin, can´t hit rewind Addie come through with the drip on em Pockets so fat they got rips in em Packs come through you know we shippin em Niggas ain´t gang so you know we dippin em Glock with a beam now he lookin like an indian
I´m the real thing like the dark Aunt Vivian Niggas like Malcolm alway trynna be the middle man You ain´t gettin no money nigga you a lil man
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