im going heavy in the head friday night pick up brick like craig fiens lean and do the stangy leg we got fishscale greens and bread one on me one under the bed crib crazy but still i sip the red and curiousidy a kill yo ass dead got that snow flake i call it free base serve it strait and watch em sweat over yhe plate tippin out kitchen house he want the shake no overhead i keep everything i make started in hell hope i see them heaven gates caught a body just for throwing the rakes shell dont slip they hit em in the face diveed up the body split eem at the waste took his ice then gave him a cold case flip the body over thats when u smell a odder i spray the polo get the dirt off of my shoulder every summer it gets colder & colder u get a pick the milk carton or a poster u know what to do fall back dont fall through your line fishy what the fuck i look like callin u i love green then i seen the shit pepsi blue i play it Koo yeah i do what the hustlers do but im pretty sre that something you already knew bitch never on time comin in Wit one shoe your dog lookin sick atlanta did him like vic back in the day i would say u was a top pick yo ass couldn't cash a check out in the sticks fresh fit fresh kixs when I whip the mix fiens love my shit yeah thats that cool whip every summer they come fast like the road runner before you see the flash you gone hear that thunder it chang everything once u get those 6 numbers u up top and the whole block callin yo baby momma just know they gonna blitz if u fumble