No question I would speed for cracks and weed The combination made my eyes bleed.
It's for real though, let's connect, politic...ditto! We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases, Word up, peace, incarcerated scarfaces.
Call me the rap assassinator / rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger
I got beef with commercial-ass niggas with gold teeth Lampin' in a Lexus eatin' beef.
Analyzin' miss clairol, fendi'd down mascara on, assistant manager in paragon