I pop mollies, I drink lean at the same damn time Ain’t no telling what I’mma bring, I ain’t got no damn mind Free my nigga NOLO, they try ta give em that time Bought my bitch some red bottoms, but she couldnt fit a 9 10 bitch niggas diss me at the same damn time I want a front row at my show so kiss my fucking be-hind I’m the streets hottest youngin, Oh My Fucking God I’m frying I talk this life because I live, niggas say shit cause it rhyme My flow is so ugly, these fake rappers cant fuck wit me I’m playin the piano, these fake trappers ain’t touching me Turk be home next month, I can’t wait ta stunt My nigga got 3 kids, and all 3 of em 1 S/o my nigga Quette, s/o my nigga Plies Coulda said some other names but they might be in disguise Up in Caf Asia, standing onna couches Blowing ah couples ounces, taking broke niggas spouses Popping Rose, wit them niggas up in Rose I be wit baby everyday, yea thats my fucking brozayy I’m riding wit Wale, I gotta max payne nine We walked in stadium they said its make it rain time Met a bitch named Katrina, she do cocaine lines She told me she from New Orleans, its going hurricane now I’m 19 wit 20stacks, thats a thousand dubs I’m super duper clean, like I just got out the club I still smell like weed, like I had kush in my dove Bitch I’m in the game, just like EA Them niggas smoking bush, call em Macy Gray I get so much cake, I dont know when my birthday I do know I’m the shit and nigga law is on the way, yeah law is on the way