Uhhhhh....Yeaaaa
(Nellz GC)
(verse 1)
Racks and Racks of Mitchell and Ness,
SnapBack kid dressed to impress,
Diamond Supply all on my sh**
Dolce Gabana up on my wrist
Yeaaa, I don't Rock no gold teeth
I rock Gold watches, its so sweet
But I'm too trill and just so street
Hustle hard get no sleep
Uhhhh, I'm k**ing tracks, no remorse
Call a b**h of my iPhone, dick in guts I get intercourse!
My n***ad puffing that dank, got their eyes tight like they Chinese
Like Ben Carson, I'll split ya head like they siamese!
I'm too tough...who can stand against the man?
I got your b**h sending flicks, Of her clit off Instagram!
I'm working hard like a business man
But still rapping so good n***a
Represent for them rejects, go getters and hood n***as!
I wish tf you would n***a
Try and copy me if you could n***a...I'll Shock your a** with a thousand bolts
d**h Row on you Suge n***as!
You better pray before you play, Tim Tebow, making stunts will have be a jacka** like Steve O
I'm too far from a Zero
Don't float on no weed smoke
Leave you frozen Leonar-De Caprio!
(Get it....)
Off Titanic that last scene
When he was screaming out Rose after iceberg at the crash scene!
I'm balling b**h, And 1! n***as calling me hotsauce
Grew up as an underdog, now they label me as a top dog
Code name Confetti, that's means they blasting your top off
And if she open her legs, i slip in them buns; hotdogs
Burn tracks, third degree
k**in' every verse for free
This is just a sample, wait till Cornell University...