Blow Rap (feat. Mad Talent)

Bitch I'm a dog my Head big like cane corso I keep a strap Like some high top air forces Be cool my niggas killers they use excessive forces force My starting 5 is OG like air Jordan's I'm a God nobody can stand over me Highly favored but I keep the heat close to They upset that's the shit supposed to be And going out like marry and Joseph sneak I'll put money on ya head that's abortion Oh u got them bricks Ya Kids napped that's extortion Feens they say it's wack to get a extra portion Watch how the body starts to bend like a contortionist Body's get flipped and ripped No switch blades seen my first tommy in person in six grade Get rich or die Decision has been made Get hoes I lie until I get laid On the corner wit them packs like a tourist Ten dolla grams blowing good greens Mac hang from my neck by a shoe string Return of the Mac we serve dope feens Trap slap lunch time Mickey Ds How far could u go with thangs in a yugo Chains and a hublot Vain Boris kujo Need money mucho That state is two fold Damn I need two mo sleeping with two hoes I'm on a power trip Bricks stacked hieroglyphs Blow rap Hershey kiss Blow rap george jung Blow off rap just fa fun New hoes I had a run Add Os to my bank roll Ben Franklin