i did this to a beat so feel me......

i be high in the car-mellow, sky-blue car-mellow
645.... gut cream and bra yellow,
the haters watch'in as i gulid through N the brods.. hello!!
hopp'in out with the 8's the same collor as amarado
crush'in the haters with the platnum lex
plus my wrist stay chilly like usher ex
and im not trip'in when i "pop my x"
shit, I only trickin on hoe's with shell-toes
plus im quick to ben ya hoe faster then ya elbo
shit, we use to cop things from ice-cream truck
now we cop things cream n get right in the truck
cant "match me" but bet i'll be "lighting them up"
slap box my verse with ya teeth cuz u'll be biting it up
ya punch be kool-aid, bet i'll be spiking it up
I.E the beast in the street theres no way ya can calm-me
cuz the glock bang'in like beats from kon-yea
inorder to get that dirt off u'r shoulder like beyonce-fiancee-?? ya-dont-say??


BANG-BANG-EARLY.......