YO YO fuck all dat shit man,
You talk so much of it your breath startin 2 smell like tha seat of your pants,
Talkin bout triggaz 2 squeeze i doubt that,
Tha only trigger you pull is on super soakers,
Your futures over,
I'm gutter i stomp bitches,
1 of raps charmed ones like them 3 witches,
You want what?
Dog your nuts so hang low,
I'm on another level 2 high like blowin dro,
For this here you was better off a no show you rhyme so so,
But mine is so dope,
Matter fact don't call this shit a rap call it coke,
You say beefs been on tha grill for a while use a joke,
Actin harsh like a blunt simple way 2 get you smoked,
Don't provoke me,
I'll have you stretched out like an oriental throw piece,
Need 2 slow your speed cuz bitch nigga,
You don't know me