My wrist is getting cold you say you the best but it’s getting bold hit you with the glock you will fold go to a yard sale everything is sold your house is so old there is mold come to my crib and look at my gold One hunnid on my neck I’m the only one that can flex I don’t want fake friends all they do is text I’m already better than famous dex Bang all I do is my thang walk by me and hear clang why everybody lookin at my chains I promise I don’t have fangs why everybody sayin names I’m the only one the can trust got big money and they don’t even buss how much money I got 10+ I don’t like babies bc they fuss I never sit I just take sips I’m iced out like six I never did a flip never mess I have many clips people with coats all I hear is zip I’m iced out no one can stop me now in the pool I might drown I’m a dog just like a hound I got ice on my neck but how I’m iced out with diamonds on me I’m not afraid to foul so don’t try me ice on my wrist they cost like 90 catch a lob like javale magee