CRACK GOD

COOKING THAT CRACK FLIP IT TWICE GET MY MONEY BACK STOVE HOT SPOON COLD HOPE THIS JAR DONT CRACK FIENDS SHOWING UP GOT THE MONEY RIGHT IN THEY HAND I GOT THE DOPE ON THE STREETS THEY KNOW IM THE MAN SHIT SO GOOD MAKE THEM FLY LIKE THEY PETER PAN MONEY BY THE BOATLOADS IN MY SPOT GOD DAMN I DO IT BY MYSELF I STAY LOYAL TO THE SHIT DONT NEED NO HELP MANY PEOPLE COUNTERFEIT DONT TRUST NOBODY I ONLY TRUST MYSELF ME PLUS ME IT CAN ONLY EQUAL WEALTH I BEEN HUSTLING AS AN ADOLESCENT MY SHINE BEEN SO FLOURSENT POLICE KICK IN MY DOOR THEY CANT FIND NO EVIDENCE IM STREET KNOWLEDGE GOON GOT A HIDDEN ROOM SOON AS THEY LEAVE IM BACK TO THE SPOON CALL ME BETTY CROCKER THEY WAY I FLIP THEM PIES SWAG LIKE A AIRPLANE KEEP U HIGH IN THE SKY POCKETS ON SWOLL LOOKS LIKE THE CHICKEN POX MY GAME AIR TIGHT IN THESE I NEVER STOP