[Verse 1]
Hey
From now on, I do no verse unless its a Hunnid or better
A n***a way below cold
I guess I'm under the weather
I never sweat her, I probably freeze
Pockets on pot & peas, Stay on my P's & Q's
You see through, I'm Gin & Juice
It's a shame while they hate, Lame hit the Brake
No interviews
This Bigga pimpin' no slippin' even in swimming pools
Lighter off that diet, b**h this is Nacho Kush
Every soft rapper get ate, these n***as Octopus
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Now you wonder why I run this sh**
n***a number 1 and sh**
Ballin', this sh** magic
Imma need another wand and sh** like POOF
Always seen a n***a as the Wiz Kid
But now a n***a 'bout the business
[Verse 2]
This is greatness
Erase your fake sh**
Ma$e giving you face-lifts
Arm techs, scramble bodies, f** omelettes
Bomb your vest
Bullets between your arm and your neck
You couldn't catch me before I blow in Vietnam with a net
I'm out to orbit if i plan it
If i record it, you fry, soft as oysters
Just might be Jordan meets Spike Lee
Shoot at your baseline, hit your block with the MAC's out
This chopper get FaceTime and iChat leaves you trashmouthed
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[Outro]
Now you wonder why I run this sh**
n***a number 1 and sh**
Ballin', this sh** jordan
You just bullsh** with recording
What it do?
Always seen a n***a as the Wiz Kid
But now a n***a 'bout the business