I got choppers on the table, and shotguns in my cabinet
Human Torch, I spit flames like I'm a living, breathing dragon
Hundred thousand in my jeans b**h, that's the way I'm ballin'
And yo' hoe give super brain, yeah she give that Stephen Hawking
I keep it one hundred like Ortega with a fastball
Smoking on that OG kush got me higher than cholesterol
Trick or treating, I'll run up on you and rob you with my mask off
There's a reason for everything but my n***as k** just because
Whoa n***a, and I'm really like "whoa"
You don't want no f**ing problems 'cause you n***as just some hoes
If my n***a T told me to get 'em, I'ma k** 'em just like that
I'm the heart of my city 'cause I spit that cardiac
All my life I been this cold
She give me brain like I enrolled
I k** yo' track and get paroled
I'm high as f**, I'm in my zone
These n***as selling dreams but I'm too cheap
So I guess they won't get sold
I'm on the road to riches and I'll ram you off the road b**h
(Hook)
This ain't what you want
Put that gun to yo' hoe head, make her tell me what you don't
Got some moon rocks in my pockets, that's a pocket full of stones
f** with me 'cause I f** around and got that sh** from Neil Armstrong