Im a dutch master yo f** a philly
Yea my swagger nicey like a hundred dolla billy
Talent on the team mj scottie pippen
On the potti workin on my writens gotti hittin
Spittin sick sh** like a dip in my lip
My piffs so strong its makin my heart skip
Beat drop kicken hook hittin like a hammea
b*tchES on my dick because i got great grammar
When i ball im money call me brad pitt
I be drop hot sh** like i forgot to wear an oven mitt
Its a tall order even on ya tippy toes
Extra high and trippy yo yea i call that hippy mode
Spit dirty like a f**ing port a jon
I be smokin more gra** than ya front lawn
f** a date ill take ur mom to the prom
Keep on keepin calm,im blowin up na palm
Molatov coaktail goin doin the hatch
Cause i llike spittin flames where da f**in matches at
Dont pop molly i only ollie pop
Got ya b**h lickin on my ---- like a lolly pop
I been winnin like the heat take a seat
Spit heat and eat beats like a piece of meat
Ny till i die like yogi berra
Fitted mets cap home blue new era
Mf doom jay dee lord finesse
Smoke sess bench press got no stress
Nothing beats a blunt and a brownie for breakfast
Icey cold sh** from the necklace to my left wrist
No manners eatin nanners in the lunch room
Womb till the tomb i be flowin like zume flume