He the type to get the drips of a dirty Bitch
Find out somethin wrong with his dick and still lick the clique

Nigga got the nerves to say he was born 2 spit
Naw playboy you was born to sound like shit

I done smoke ciggies that let out more fire than you
You ain't gone reach biggie so what the fuck is you trying to do

Oh we got us another commerical rapper
Get a few singles then he switch to actor

Im like them drug dogs I can smell out the fake
It's faith i got flow that make nigga shake like a earthquake

So fuck another lose im only down to win
Whether i gotta bust and end up drownin him

I don't even understand why Im wastin my time with this punk
No front I done smoke blunts that had a better funk

Betta realize who the boss nothin personal just take it as a lost
You couldn't be protected from my flows even if you had a jesus cross