Young ***** so gone
Blowing smoke in the o-zone
In the trap what I'm known fo
That's why she hit my mobile phone
If she want me to drop it I'm taxing
Cause right now I'm booling relaxing
In the cut rolling up, Jake matching
Stop hogging that blunt ***** pass it
Your buddy got popped wit that package
I bet he gone sing, Toni Braxton
Line him in chalk let him have it
We don't like to talk we take action
I chase my vodka wit coconut water
Really on ******** just fronted a O to your daughter
Now I'm her new father
Making plays Coach Carter
And I think she might be a starter
Man who really harder, than the Saint
I'm not a drawer but this what I paint
I'm in the business of doing what u can't
Racks like it's tennis but not in the bank
No plaque but I'm flossed out
Young Saint get ya crossed out
Texas drip ***** I'm sauced out
I could show ya what a boss bout, look
I Fell in love wit a dancer
She drop it low for the dizzough
She gone have to work for the bands huh?
That mean all the way down to the flizzo
Huddle up, make a play Tom Izzo
That ain't hate sumn wrong wit they mental
Yea I'm Road running Dank in a rental
I'm the Saint but I ain't from the N-O (Sheesh!)