yall app rappin ya lyrics are loaded yall aint about what ya say and ya already know it say ya got weight but ain't never holdin I came back home and the game was broken looked around all these clowns they gotta be jokin brought the real back and i shot up the totam cant take the king pin if ya still bumper bowlin I'm on the move so picture me Rollin homage to pac wise words i qouted lusten to my flow do ya think i wrote it i got mad freestyle ya know i bern goated nothin but the finest  red hair dro I be blowin call me smokey da bandit I'm just puffin and token every now and then I be caughin and choking MONEY'S up all night so I never be dosin wintertime I'm hot summertime I'm frozen stress keep my head hurt need sum ibuprofen call me ceaser i took it over like the Romans the fat lady sang the trumpets blowin they cross us out like we a bad omen sipping on potion that keeps me open flyin in the sky I'm cloud nine floatin I dont try and gloat never be boastin get ya weight up I drop packages like a postman now im skywalking feel I been chosen swinging off my dick might as well blow it all ya gotta do is ask if ya wanna hold it i inow ya just mad cuz ya main bitch rode it when she came home she said her pussy swolen that boy cizz he done stretched it open now all week you been walkin round mopin my bad son i thought you been knowin me and ya girl be regular bonen so really i should thank ya for loanin heres that headache again need some moltrin cizzil out the ville but you already knowed it if ya didnt mutherfucker then ya shoulda been told it