Look bitch, I'm not feeling your shit Every song that im on, I be killing the shit Your flow wack, I throw packs, still on the bricks I'm dealing with six figures, but niggas still on the strip No ceiling when I'm wheeling the whip Your bitchass is trash, but im feeling her lips That slut probably got my nut still on lips So much ice in my watch im not feeling my wrist Dont care if you clap and you filling them clips Get a slug in your hat, gat still on your hips If you a thug in your rap why you pussy in real life A pimp on the mic and buy pussy in real life Nah, I lay my mack down I ain't tripping I ain't slipping, I rap now I aaint tricking I dont care if she pretty ho, and I got Diddy Dough And I done had every bad bitch in the city yo And I learnt it from Biggie yo I got the chicks why the shit went gold off 1 video And I'mma go platinum of number 2 And im gonna drop another album when the summers through What you gonna do I know how to humble you I ain't gonna rumble you I 'll put a gun to you Look Dog, Im small kinda slinky Thats why I alway have my paws on the blinky And I brawl like Winky The Radiant Rock you can't see no flaws on my pinky And I stunt coz I pump crack If you cats wore my chain for a month you'd be Hunchback Duke I shoot, the pump make you jump back Im in the coupe, and the roof where the trunk at See im the truth man I leave dudes nauseous I had to prove who was the harderst and who's garbage I'mma make moves regardless Coz I sound better than them veterans and im a new artist