penis

spitting all these bars like I just got outta prison go and tell your homie that the god has risen give my rhymes a little listen and I'll tell you my vision shooting with a glock never missin got gas I'm going on a mission catching hoes like I'm going fishing dissing, all the whack niggas sound the same get the fuck out the game I ain't the one to blame all of yall hella lame rapping fire spit the flame better remember my name balance all 4 like I'm aang rapping over dirty beats banging bitches kn the sheets capping noggas in the streets moving weight in the fleets wearing polo on my feet got the bread got the wheat more paper than a printer bitches on the wood got a splinter heart is cold like winter