Things l hate most That is fat whores snitch niggas and bitch cops l wan clean smoke Das OG dope, real talk with legit broes U a fake nigga no G-Code U won't give it to me l use force U don lemme in l jus kick the doors When it comes to flow bitch l pack fours maybe five six seven eight nine ten bad cant even trust ma self Savage deep to ma red blood cells God knows lm jus one Black perv with the Floss in the saucer even though l ma wake up dead but ma story is immortal treat ma homies on foreign highgrade nun of ma shit is local u Trip nigga u won' reach sunset,l take u straight into Ghosttown No second thoughts No hesitions one blow then you blackout l hate dummies who act smart when l'm say something jus keep shut I bring it all in money moves l'm lilkida in fikshun we Goin Zenith on pink marley No nigga should act funny unless you sure dat you sure dat you Jim Carey beneath too long monster loose like its costatitch trousers fifteen years old learnt how to take a bitch up to cloud nine