The flows is acidic Cruising in a slow-a** Civic, I got gas, hit it Hold up, cops pa**ed, I stop, laugh, hit it Jakes is snake lizards, if they smell they won't come hither n***a, I hisses at your misses Slither down her throat, spit her up, (mmm) delicious I'm too malicious, this one for my mistresses In distress, cause positions that I put 'em in could stretch Them can't contest him, get the rude boy vex True shotta to give him two shots, rude bwoy fi dead Boom, bye bye in a batty man head The sooner I die, sooner them gets ahead So you do the math, put the pieces to the puzzles like Voodoo in the trap, no string attached In fact, it's all connected in the sense, neglected in the Cents, plus well collecting my respect, respect