[Verse 1]
Every morning right when I wake up I roll the dutch
I'm dropping this sh** too rapid these boys cannot keep up
And you know what it is, BigHomie handling in his biz
Spitting these flows from within, I plot and scheme for tha Yen
You pussies cannot contend, you pussies playing pretend
I'm in the field with the sh**s, and you claim you toting 9's
You said you f** with them bricks, but I never seen it
You more close to a b**h, you talking all that bullsh**
Nah I ain't seen the full clips, I ain't seen a wig split
Catch me up in the alley rolling dope in my spliff
How I'm coming up wuick, I need to stak em the chips
I said I'm Kent in the booth, flossing out on a b**h
[Verse 2]
I get the piff, I split the stick, I roll it up
I blow the sh** and now I'm fly
I'm walking tall, I'm k**ing sh**, I told you hoe
I grind, it's do or die
Who am I? BigHomie puffing holy
Hoe, I'm smokin' 5
You n***as off, ya sh** soft
I'm goin' dumb, I'm sh**ting on these guys
I got ya b**h, she f** with me
She loving me, my head between her thighs
The Mac is back, I blow the sac
Then spit that crack, I never told a lie
I spit the truth, I flame the booth
Ne sense in even trying to f**ing try
b**h I'm loose, I'm in tha coupe
I'm smoking till my brain is fryed