Naw I can't pick up, pick up, after every session I'ma get um, get um ugh

Kno' these hoes brittle, brittle, charcoal make a **** hiccup, quiver, shiver say

Smell it on my fangers, shiiid

I got too much talent for this dawg

Take a hit from the cannon my words go criss-cross, was a Riddle C & now this shuttle on lift off, I'm pissed off

Line ringing, they can't pick up, pick up, AGGRO got a **** with the jitters, jitters ugh

I be damned if we fin' fizzle, fizzle, fuck I look like Jordan on the Wizards, Wizards huh

I just need my fix up, fix up, aftertaste be havin' my tongue bitter, bitter

Red eyes better off to see you bitches, bitches, might just say a prayer for my lungs and liver

I'ma muhfuckin'

Roach Hawk

I'ma muhfuckin Roach Hawk

Roch Hawk

I'ma muhfuckin Roach Hawk

Roach Hawk

I'ma muhfuckin Roach Hawk

I been out my mental, I swear to God that I lost it

But it never keep me down, I'm Ray Allen off in the pocket

And Sallie Mae all in my pockets and all this got me exhausted

Like muthafuck this class I been dreamin' about a mosh pit

Life on my ass the grass keep me so calm, lit a fire through my past I blast off like Neutron did

**** lookin' mad when I pass, no love lost though

I would rather hit up the plug, like what it cost yo

I would rather smoke with my girl, y'all **** talk much

Feel like **** sleepin' and clearly fresh off the short bus

All I need palm tree & tree keep me away from coldness shit

And I'm kosher and you know this ****