[Intro]
Ha
T-Miles, what up?
Kepler, what up?
Free T-Hood
J-Smooth what up?
T.M.S. what up?
Shout out to Nick Bart, Remi, Twist, Tricky what up?
Southey what up?
Yo...
[Verse]
I got a lot of kicks dawg, i rock Chicago fire man
Wired up on red bull, got hired in
To OSF transport like i can't find a gig
f** it though, crack this heavy then i take a swig
Buzzin' now on the track like i run sh**
f** hoes, especially you know that one b**h
Actin' like i give a f**, im abstinent
When it comes to carin' about another troll in this b**h
They call me no mini
Clubman in this b**h dawg, they rockin' skinnies
Talkin' bout your ho rubbin on my dick dawg
I just let it go because i know it'd make you pissed off
My wrist all covered in
Powerbalance in this motherf**in' b**h
Anybody wanna come get on the track with, me?
I'll murder everybody b*atch!
[Outro]
Ha..
One verse, One hearse
Muf**aaaa
T-Miles what up, you on a track b*atch
I got that swag doe, I'm bout to gag yo ho
Woop, Swag