here we go again time to get on another mission but keep diissing trying use mental inscription bullshit seem to tempting with money just a flippin cause in the south we straight trippin OG SHIT still cant seem to get mother fucker listening to my shit just another crackker on the mic trying to spit people still say i ain't shit so i say stay the fuck out my toilet dont get shitted on heavily diss on just cause be in yo bitch zone but fell to realize i already got one gone but when am i gone get placed on my throne cause im feeling lifted riding that like im straight shifting to the next gear aint no passenger on my rear im only one thats gone steer myself into a great opportunity so i got to keep up with my shit and stop losing things like i was partying with bruce springtime getting loose on that goose till i cant refuse what really happening long as i stay strapping with straight grills and guns straight flapping in the wind it all depends oh no dont get kick in the shin dont get knocked out because u had yo mouth open when i hit u in the chin saying lights out so its time to ride the fuck out cause i can show ya what the fuck im about come around me u better what yo mother fucking mouth always rocking shirt with the tags that say ralph i might be higher than jiraffe pussy get right back to them missing stack my racks till i make it to my next shipping gotta make my next fllipping seems to tempting tired of hesring all the bitching straight lisping till they say im missing but i keep on wishing and never forgetting ill leave motherfuckers limpin wishing they was pimping my track still get another skipping