I might leave the house go about the town Spark a fire drop some bombs cause I can lay it down I might leave the house go about the town Spark a fire drop some bombs cause I can lay it down Daddy daycare I got babies going round Share all of the down smoke like a hippo with the pounds She hold it in her mouth she wetter than a spout And when she pull the pipe out she try clutching like a scout She on a vibe now she know all you bitches trout She finna ride now she gon' never let me down  Exececuting drills journey to pill hill Walk into my momma's bhad baby on Dr Phill Celery with milk Taxes gotta fill Wish I could be rich And wish that rap shit wouldn't kill... I might leave the house go about the town travel to the six where all that shit be going down caught up in the mix oh, am i ever gettin out crabby buckets on my list and they all wanting a shoutout