Murs - The Circle (Part 1) lyrics

Through expression of ghetto grammar I be sorta like the hammer to the Jag You the mag to the Huffy You're looked at like scruffy When you tell Jason What's your ? chasin' By mobs, my ? jobs Yeah, that's my Fight it off if it's a microphone style That be like the cloak pies Of the buck to the block To the Tec, to the pimp The buck to the Glock to the Tec To k** catchin' dizzy spells