Smoke it, light it, roll up, type up, fly up Making money fly like it comes from tree, pull up pocket loaded, money piled up, dope gets rolled then its smoked up, get pulled over, far from sober, pistol in my glove compartment, drug money in my shoe box, meet up at the docks, When my enemies see me they wanna fly away, roll away, get away, can't make em stay, they're more afraid than I could ever be, it makes me think, dressed in pink, yo I came, I saw, I mess up with the law, I take my time, they drop their jaw, They don't believe what they just saw, I cannot think what for, this shit is normal to me but they just cannot see. Pull up with the romba skirt up in the lot, making money round the clock, so haters suck ma cock, I'm the man and no one can out do me, I'm as lyrically acrobatic as Eminem, harder than titanium, mythic as Vibranium and higher than an atrium.