Verse 1:
shorty you know you make me weak right?
Couples compatible pull ya to me and squeeze tight
Free like classy chicks but the freak type
breathe life in this function
when I squeeze mics
I live a streetlife standin on the streetside
knockin hoes watchin pO's break up streetfights
through week nights Scot Free get his sleep tight

The weekend I'm hifee in my peeps ride
Drunks as fuck puff a blunt
take a weed flight
til it shines bright and we percieve light
to jugg goods fa food just ta' eat nice- players-
you can check the game for my teethbites
I'm still a weak guy but I lack a weak mind
powerful and I never kick a weak rhyme
I think live so I often pump a street vibe
P.I. how I keep it while I speak lines
to piece dimes at least fives
between nine
Wit carmel creamed thys
and nice jean size
The Queen kind like Ma let's check ya ring size
but really boo to keep it true"sex a be fine"
"the room in here" I strapped the scooba-gear and deep dive
pull up my pants than I throw her up the peace sign