Fat Ray - 1 For Dam lyrics

[Verse 1: Black Milk] (Uh, Yeah, Yeah) Funky line ripper Henny lime sipper Many rhyme flipper 9 to 5 quitter You the type, out of sight, out of mind n***a I'm the type, dynamite, gotta dine with em Or a 9 with him The raps stay nasty Your white girl tripper White line sniffer Every line in I give them suicide hitters Flow turn real spitters into wrist slitters From a city of real k**ers That don't see a lot of sunshine like Bill Withers Old people live but kids gets k**ed quicker The chances of seeing age 30 got real slimmer The block still filled with the drug dealers Pimps hoes and wig splitters A lot of real sinners Oh god he go hard like O Dog On film a real menace [Verse 2: Fat Ray] (Drugs, Yeah, Yeah) Ray got the girl scouts smoking Right back rolling with the rap Joe Rogan It's fat and black n***a The Cadillac emblem The criss cross daddy mack nickles, scrap n***as Clap pistols and act ignant It's your business to get riches like Guilt Simpson The coalition We in the kitchen with a quart of chicken Water whippin Your ho track sends snippets Facts shipped in n***as shoot like Blake Griffin Or 8 grippers pull strings like Jim Hendrix n***as went from poe pimpin' To Olympians And weak Timberland To real Gremlins And the beat goes Like the wolf in sheep's clothes I beat little bos Who's east the streets hold The beast mode Chiefs bellisimo me bro