Get Your Mind Right

It's not a trick question, yeah I'm smoking dope Walk through the door, get your camera phones Come through, mechanic shit, get your hammers on If you want a peace treat, call my cellular phone It's not a trick question, I don't fuck with opps I don't rock with cops, I send a bunch of shots Some cops be cool because they give me passes Doing 1-10 in my car, they like this nigga savage I got the glock, tony, sosa I'm sammy I'ma dog and a lion bitch, I ain't bambi Catch the bag like randy, long as this money in it She told me that her pussy tight, I fit my johnny it Fuck that bitch then I'm dipping, yeah I'm really pimping I'ma kobe bryant, you's a scottie pippen I got my semi in it, the club in philly with it Then I leave philly with a bunch of silly bitches Tricks are for kids, you need a doctor kid Cause when I'm done stitching your ass, don't let your mama see it In my 4k tv house, it's a bunch of sheets Come in here tryna hit a lick, commercial get a bunch of beats I'm cooling with the stars in the sky Don't be fucking with my dogs cause they bite I hop out looking like some raw in the pipe Like it's memorials day, got on all white I had a dream like doctor king What can you bring to the table, I got lots of things I got tommies, I got mobster things Come through like a janitor, we moping things Forensics come check it out, come in here won't make it out Like new clothes, I lay it out, boy fuck around, get aired out You play the shit off, I play it out You mumble the shit, nigga say it out Shoot your ass like a lil mud dog What the fuck you eating, nigga, spit it out Pull up in a hummer, looking for some mamas Know I ain't gon' fuck her, cause he looks like his mother His baby mama comma, cumming on my johnson Cause I be doing numbers, cause I be getting money It's not a trick question, what's your machine I treat your block like a classroom, I'm serving it Put your face on Sarans, bitch I'm doubling it Told you my pistol was celibate, don't fuck with it I'm like a husky, you're like a puppy I'm sipping muddy all day and night, I'm kid cudi She got a buddy, and she tryna fuck me Take that baby home with his pacifier then suck me I got a blue pipe, it glow like blue lights Make your face camouflage, you got, right This dope I'm smoking on, it smoke like, right You get it, that's a dope line in chicago, all white Got a bitch named moussi, she give me coochie This that gucci, no this ain't no coogi Free gucci, get here with the uzi Free t-slick, he come through with the toolie Push your hairline, barber shop I got a jordan shot, you shoot like chris bosh I was smoking, I was leaning, leaning hard I be leaning like I'm standing on the balcony, bang