(feat. Jag)





Rap is like setup,

Alotta games, alotta sucka's with colorful names

I'm so and so, I'm this I'm that

(huh) but they all just wick wick whack!



Ye, ladys and gentlemen, with no further adue



Ye, I spit bars and I spray down hoods

I cant be wack, everything I say sound good

I punch you niggas stump you like a A-town hood

But no name throwin' punches like you lay down, should

Niggas trippin' like the grey hound hood

Ill put the metal in you

Ill I say is spray rounds hood them shells leveling you

Real is real, cold is cold, old is old

You cats sold your soul like Kanye

You got the devil in you

Play it cool cause my team is like apes

Real nigga have a rat nigga seen you like drake, wait

South central I'm a veteran there, on fire

Jag smokin' like peppermint hair

Hommie show some type of love

You and your floyed bag

You try'na destroy jag

Say I'm on some type of drug but

I ain't on the roids just piff, clown

You sick now you playing and I'm sprayin' like 

Chris brown, so get down

Chain got em stingin' like Chris now

Paul niggas yall bitches all on my dick now

I'm pissed now, leavin trails smellin' like shit now

I took shit south, got me a brick house like Rick now

Its lost in me and we dat click now

You niggas boo boo

You can slide it in my house man my click coo coo

Hella gats have you skatin' like the bitch new new

We da'' best out bitch screw you...Jag



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My truck got a sunroof, the coup chopped it in half

I buy property, but not with monopoly cash

Lil mommy ask, did you hit the lottery cass?

Then gave me brain like I'm takin a psychology class

I'm the shit jumpin in my colostomy bag

It's a gift, I could come up with analogies fast

You know I'm hot like venus, and I'm cold like Pluto

I'm a genius I could jump in my astronomy bag

Since you ain't got a job like Tommy you mad

Us eatin' ain't the reason the economy bad

You a bitch like all the baby mommas you had

I'm pilin' in the line up you don't want no drama with cass

If your forgot 'dat I was hot, I'm remindin' your ass

I'm so hot that I could pop the thermometer glass, cass

Women love him, gats, got plenty of em

When shit pop you could get shot with any of em

As far as females I got too many of em

That's why I switch every year,

I got chicks everywhere yea,

Every chick I be bringing by

On my dick so they go down quick like the kinda ki

I, stroker make a rida like a rolla coaster

With Cass, she be screamin like she has six flags

I never spit trash but now that I'm with Jag

You could get smashed quick fast with ya' bitch ass...Cass



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