Overload and overgone
Time to get this paper on
Freddy Mozarelli modern day Fonzerelli
Or DMX and Belly
I'm still smooth though
Rick rude ho never played the full roll
Psychedelic renegade higher than the other day
Free your mind or get trapped in yesterday
Eyes low tell me what you wanna do
OG puffa n***a I will not lose
I toke a lot I loke a lot
With the Flocka word up to big papa
You Craig and meg floppers
I'm smokin' like a rasta
New York diesel get proper
I'm cliche but this is my forte
Weed stay strapped and I'm packing like green bay
I'm a giant Andre rack alief
I'm a monster no Kanye required
Ready to die track 17 I'm suicidal
Ran out of dutchie so we use the paper out the Bible
Ready to die track 17 I'm suicidal
Ran out of dutchie so we use the paper out the Bible
Smoking exotic piff running an exotic b***h
Eyes low chronic spliff
p***y wet watch it drip
The high life I'm living
It ain't sinning if you winning
Everyday is haze blunts scandalous women
True tall I spit the art
Hutting money is my favourite sport
I walk the walk and p***y is something I never bought
I need a bad b***h with really good features
We too high up you never ever reach us
No bleach s*x I f**k her in the bleaches
You know I like them chink eyes thick thighs
Shirley temple weave
Hair look like curly fries
Who needs a gimmick got real n***a features
Who needs a diamond ring when there's crystals on ya reefer
