Alex Wiley - Leisure lyrics

I'm back and i'm loaded n***as is wack and I notice I feel like I'm lackin opponents I roll up a pack of the potent I'm feelin spectacular homie They do not f** with me Shorty was s**ing me like she was Dracula homie They on some funny, sh** I want some money, sh** Let's get it cracklin homie Blowing these Benjis I got the flow of the century Spit it like i was Van Gogh with Da Vinci Nothing you say can convince me I turn yo beef into mince meat, n***a Ah yeah, i boom and i bump I'm moving the skunk No room in the trunk Ah yeah, I do what i want You n***as is lunch And i cannot front Ah yeah, 12 wanna come arrest a G Please let me breathe Please get the f** off my testis please I'm all over the bread like I'm sesame seeds