walking around neck in the shade, back in again, look at the braids, horse the neck, the whips and chains, the Gold, the braid, with Luv eli to save, Young grizzly my fave, you, look at the greens, not how it seems, i got the green, i look so clean, loving in dreams, swimming in greens, look at the hoes, Tell me it snows, i know you know, who runs the show dissing the king, shit on my bling, look at my wing, with bitches that sing im not a popstar when I rap a show for, I'm heading to the greats that ain't out here no more , im a rapper now that I watch you niggas, y'all so scared, you don't pull the trigger, look at my niggas who look like killers, Rep the whole gang shit and now its bigger, Increased Voice: look at the pricks, cashing with sticks, whole bag of tricks, bitches don't click, while sucking a dick, win of this bitch, wet as a slit, licking my fuck, is it enough, touching my stuff, i like it rough, plus, i look so tough. sleeping on me, sexing on me, testing to be, look at the king, down on his knees, bowing to me, (Oh wait Noh bro, it can't end like that,we gotta finish the track)(umm ok) lo,lo,lo locked up again.