Now I'm so high and I'm so fly

My gear's on deck, my beard ain't grow yet

I'm so on point, I'm so on one

This is how we do here in philaphornia

Young 'Scoe Mack, tore back

The one y'all love to blow back

I got five fingers, it ain't no riddle

By the only showing is the one in the middle

Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the dog

Going at it over kibble out in the back yard

I drink Yak hard, y'all act hard

Now I gotta cut you up like a Mack card

Everybody packing a strap to spark

But don't everybody wanna scrap or spar

I'm old school with it, no tool with it

Head up till we fed up, that's heart

Smooth sailin'

I got the ladies sayin'

Hell, I even got my mama singin'

She singing, yeah

Big Scoe's sayin'

My big bro sayin'

You know you got me movin'

I know you feel my music

I show my G influence

All I do is spit fluid

I'm rollin', dippin', smashin'

I'm throwin', young assassin

I"m growing up real fast

And all I know is flow and rapping

They call me young Roscoe the Philly fanatic

Silly sporadic, dipping in traffic, gripping the matic

Sharp as a guillotine, still a teen

The California sun just beaming, as I lean

Pull out my cigarettes feigning for nicotine

Straight off the Philly scene, made for the silver screen

In a Beamer, foot on the gasoline

Tell me I ain't the flyest emcee you seen

And it's all smooth sailin'

I got the homies singin'

Hell, I even got my papa singin'

He singing, yeah

I got the world singin'

I got your girl singin'

YA, high, blazed

Step to us, you get five fades

I got four homies, ain't none of 'em civil

'Scoe Dizzle, known to make the microphone sizzle

Too many women after the Mack

I'ma just pick one (What's up?)

And smash in my momma 'Lac

Accurate, immaculate bachelor, cake smasher

Deaf Jeff, let me borrow the keys, the break masters

Young and I'm buck wild, labeled as a love child

Runnin' a muck while I'm laying hella cuts down

I get the club shut down with this thug style

I puff clouds and touch crowds, what now?

Sick rhymes, strict nine, runnin' through my bloodline

Pedal to the metal with one time behind me (Yeah)

My head spinning like a windmill

Rollin' down the one-o-one, countin' dead bugs on my windshield

Smooth sailin'

I got the people singin'

Hell, I even got my sister singin'

She singin', yeah

Big Scoe's singin'

My big bro singin'