Chicks p**y taste like a box of Raisinets
Another damn song i wonder if they hate it yet
Did you know my sidechick is your girlfriend
Flow so cold your gonna need some Nyquil
Shout out to all my cousins
They see im ballin' everyday i went from nothing to something
About time we change the subject
Ive always been hustlin' or in the trap cuttin' up
All my clientele's are like thank you
They come to fight there Demons cos they think I'm an angel
I ain't going prison but ive seen plenty sentences
Teeth in the clips come and meet your dentist
If your scared go to church be a seventh day Adventists
And when they near feltz they know where the event is
Pounds signs is my only grind
I say the truth and they still hate me
But Ain't nothing meant to be funny
The only thing i know is to make money
All my clientele's want something from me
My flow is gully all these hoes still love me
Ringing my phone man they bug me
Selling that buddy to every culture
I hate being sober
I dont wanna end up in the can like a soda
Got a cobra in the fields like we Kony
All my squad bang man like bang bang in your camp van
I'm the man of the year not just the month
I ain't had enough i bust the shot get money then duck
Now all these hoes wanna f**
Girls sending selfie's so ive gotta look
But can read every ho like a book
I'm a book thats wrote a book
Best be shook
Of the hook
So as i peddle thru the wind
Got these feds on my skin
Out ere's like icicle's
But i ain't got no time to fall