Yeah!
Got Margi's that's on my toes, my broski he up the pole
He say he don't throw no bows, don't run up you might get smoked
I walk stacked up with them rolls, they keeping up with my flow
Man I don't keep up with hoes, I smell bullshit with no nose
Got Margi's that's on my toes, my broski he up the pole
He say he don't throw no bows, don't run up you might get smoked
I walk stacked up with them rolls, they keeping up with my flow
Man I don't keep up with hoes, I smell bullshit with no nose