I got these forces,

Man do I hate when they crease,

Get a new pair every week,

You an informant,

How do you talk to police?

I think dat boy got a leak,

Go and get wit em’,

I could just pay em a fee,

To heat em up just like a fleece,

I had a dawg turn cat,

But that’s what I eat,

I told you I’m part Japanese,

I’m in the trap wit a whole lotta P’s in a backpack,

Who at the door? Better back back ugh ugh,

Gun go ratta tat tat tat,

It’ll make that **** back track ugh ugh,

Smoking on loud,

It got the sound of a scat pack ugh aye,

I got a whip wit a switch I could flip it and shift it I ain’t even know it go that fast,

It ain’t no talkin’ or backin’ and forthin’,

I ont’ even want it if I gotta force it,

I’m tryna cop me a bus n go touring ugh,

You know at the top it get boring ugh,

You know im the topic of course,

I need a whip wit like 300 horse,

Im at the strip wit like 300 whores,

I got her workin’ like she doin’ chores,

Beat up the beat then I beat it some more,

Heat up the weed now im geekin some more,

300 P’s it’s like we got a store,

Re up and re up den re up some more,

Me Ima stay in the cut like a sword,

My young **** say im the plug like a cord,

Im smoking in something that you can’t afford,

Woo I think im starting to get bored,

Beat up the bag just like it was domestic,

I get these pounds for the low from my mesikan,

I need some Lui V just to be steppin’ in,

I can name 400 rappers im better than,

Woo I keep that lead no Zeppelin,

I got the rock it’s like im heavy metalling,

Woo my mama know I be peddling,

She know that I cannot go for the settling, woo!