igotta bomb ds beat because i hve the logistics rappin doing me crazy get dollars i wont b sleaxy i wont be lazy i will be making it sooner tony pen ass me the ruler mrs ds trak disses Bibidi bobidi boo i have to to strap up my life aint want trouble with the gees cause i sleep with bees i rap to see greener grass go get the shoe rags she's playing with the pelicans to bagdad gun blast think fast they might drop your pass we on this rap to 4 makeing it count to boo the rap to spoil the trap we got the rags to clean the sax we run the track we on the cracks go call the cop to bring the glucks summon d guy to miz the beat mister and misss are you missing me i git this dissing pissing in me my rap hit your ear drum like a mistletoe we rap at midnight like uncle Aristotle faker gotbit on the Instagram i will just keep the post when we make a toast mostly postly we are hosting for the bithes we cant hide ass at the beaches shark aint kissing leaches shoutout to rap fame they got us the nice name we do ryhmes on Ramadan day to please the ram passing a letter to friend probably he will make a change life is full of chances thay y i love the Lakers they don't fake ass they play with their plain heart boasting about the boston loss we have the holy lord saving us from loss rip to our lost ones we won't stop loving you I'm do bang a pussy wen im horny cause it makes me fussy im making it coast to coast new York to Chicago to the east LA then we branch the new jersey Ill be defecating while reminiscing asking for the prize making me a litthe tee form the untouchables cause im al capone money in the bank the banker look like the drag doing it for dollars not fame aint for the dollars I'll be making it nicer Smoking weed like the rastas we are learning to be masters track pass master class..