Ha chu excuse me bless my cough

Being that clean should be against the got damn law

Step off in the club baley make my ass to the bar

Everybody wanna holla so I guess I'm a star

And my fit owww so sick

Patna you can't offord it so just get off of my dick

And neck piece nothin but a sex piece

My wrist game gimme brain

My ear game make em chu chu run a train

I'm so trill with it

If you don't like the way Lil Foxx rock kill yoself cause you gon have to deal with it

I'm not a stunna

I'm a show off

And I ain't seen a mill yet just wait you gon really see me go off





My chain got a cold, my watch go the flu

My whip got cancer and my rims got it too

My fit got a fever I mean that shit

Everything I own I swear it's sick





Why these niggas keep a hatin on me

Is it the ice I rock are the money I see

The big fine bitches are the hundreds I see

The 4's on the rove are that old skool thing

The coogi are the gucci