Rock it dont stop it just look at my wallet
You f*ck with my pockets im ending your life
I need a mistress a couple of bitches
A groupie a cutey and maybe a wife
Down in the jungle dog i wanna rumble
Niggas to low and im fly like a kite
Step on your block like that shit plymth rock
And im rocking this ice and you hate outta spite
Damn nigga im lebron with the handgun
If you act foul you get shot like a and one
And you niggas never ballin cause im kobe with the rock and demarcus woth the jam son
Niggas still acting new to this i got all my stripes 3 stripes like im rev run
No im not desperate dog im deficated
Come from a home where you hide medications
Moma get stress she light up medication
Got my degree and said f*ck education
Im self educated
Come get educated
Top just went missing
Her top done went misses
I buss at your fitted
Now you non existent
Niggas aint living they out here existen
You niggas cant sea and im just out here fishin
My glock holding 6 boy my glock derick fisher
My bally is fresher cant f*ck with you niggas
You think you the lakers but you just the clippers
I clip ya my my clippers aint missing
It cut with precision it cut through the skin
Shit i might just come skin ya
Got wolves in the back and they waiting on dinner
My bitches grade and your hoes come from tinder
Im tempting the skin looking tender
But she want it raw so the stake i cant give her
Jack got the lantern and i got the ripper
Lambo went headless and im jack the ripper
Hop on my dick and start bouncing like tigger
You dont got my number then I dont remember
Regret what i came from so i dont remember
Forgot where i came from dog i dont recall
I went to the top and i dont plan to fall
Im feasting im cheating like boy f*ck the law
Killing me slowly
I am that nigga so i can talk bodly
This is my life and its all a true story
I am the greatest im feeling like kobe
Choices a Muller Choices a Rollie
Choices a Icy but I want a Goldie
She want the dick now she calling me moby
Mask on and im feeling like Tobi Run up
I told em its Church in the Strip Club
My wallet a bible im throwing out pages
Told that lil bitch i dont want no relations
Told my lil round that we countin up paper
Told my lil cuzzo i got you we made it
I told my neice that I was gonna save her
We ran it up now my check is the matrix
She took a sip now the bitch acting jaded