gettin the bread so fuck the crumbs you blasting a toy gun bitch i do this for fun so yall betta run spittin bullets and the mic is my gun what ya gotta say blasting gamma rays gettin that yay bro get out my way come at me ya gonna pay at the phone i do this alone with bo alibi so say goodnight betta get yo pajamas so whats up alabama im a crimson with the rap tide let yo girl ride she gonna be my new bride my rules you will abide yes im cleaning you rappers out like tyde im ready to fight for my right to spray in the booth and i didnt pay the toll you troll and let my raps roll loke im playing bowling yall are the pins ive got the big rims and fresh ass timbs throwing bowls to your chin and yes i rap hard like tin and im the man cooking oit the frying pan with a tan yes i love my fans but they are on the ceiling and these raps im stealing like im in Pittsburgh this studio is my bridgework