(Freestyle)
Ha, check 1 2 what it do?
Mr. k**a Gorilla belong in a zoo
Where the zookeeper? I'm eatin' these people
In wrappers, like Hannibal cooked up a stew
Sickin' the mob, I got the flu
k** everything, ya know that's what I do
Call the first forty acres, it's a fresh hella tape
And a new body baggage, you know that it's through
Just got a few of the paper parrew
I'm a street n***a, yes it's always my crew
On a deuce of that glue, I poured up a big blue
When it comes to these b**hes I got a slew
I'm don't care, my n***a, you knock yo head, my n***a?
I'm tryna get a band, my n***a
You a bad, my n***a? That's nice you trap my n***a
Where the white flare my n***a?
You afraid, my n***a? f** boi, you don't get no pa**, my n***a
So I'mma take a powell for the ? like briefs in yo a** my n***a
I do the beat bad and the b**h worse
Did it in my eight, like the sh** is said in the first cityline
Lined up cars with a couple nurse, sent in front of mess, pirates
Betta drop work, gimmick (lah!)
I be in the game, sports in the acre, y'all n***as don't talk
I bite yo morger all it when it comes to the qurters
Ya boys in the water with shark fish scale
Fish scale wet up like floss scale
Drop no soda ye ain't got no bois
My n***as make money, yo n***as make noise
Y'all broke a** lyin', we need you bois