Okay
Yeah
Yeah
Yo boy, listen up, its your boy Wispa
If you motherf**ers didn't know I'm an a-Lister
I burst the other rappers like they are a blister
And them b**hes are so wide that no guy could miss her
A gang with the trousers low, I see walk past
They're bigging up, hoods over, thinking the're hard
But truthfully as hard, as a Pokemon car
Sitting in an alleyway with marijuana
Look at them haters, they think they're cool cause they smoke
All of these substances just like baccy and dope
They sit at home and roll a line cause they always snort coke
So they can get high as f** until their bodies start to choke
My raps are hazy, and they are misty
I'm so MLG FaZe, cause I hit 360