She calls me a d**k
How ironic, I’m always in and out
I’m always in and out of the crib
Stinkin’ a loud, any time I’m in town
I had to tell two officers, back down
Had me in the ally, tryna pat me down
Tryna take me weed, I’m like nah, this is cali
He’s tryna say he won’t nick me but I think he’s too pally
He was scouse, I think he’s too scally
He just wants to get close, so he can slap on the cuffs
I just wanna dust, cuz polices don’t trust
So exiting this whole facility is a must
I’m gone
I blow so much loud, ni**as think that I’m a rasta
Don’t think cuz I smoke that I won’t catch ya
Man can run fast
But when police are up me arse, I run faster
See me in traffic, I’m a disaster
I’m pulling out blind, I don’t care if the other car crashes
I don’t care if it’s an old man with glasses
If I see the gap, I have to take it
Can’t wait til it passes
I’m in and out of traffic, I’m a savage
She sees me fly past on crosses
Now she thinks that I’m a catholic
I’m a magician, check the hattrick
Pulled up to three peng tings and had a two-minute convo
Now all three of them are on me mattres