I'm hitting the trap, cooking the work
Fixing them packs that be hooking the turf
And the hood on alert, pushing your worth
And the b**hes on that look as good as the first
Look at your earth, look in the world
Just send her a drink 'cause she looking on thirsty
Put on a skirt then get put in a hearse
Put in the dirt and then pull in the shirt
I got it from here, high as the lean
I'm in the air, it's a private affair
Why would I care? How could you dare
When I pop this sit open get the rioting gear
Writer is here, mami is all wet
And all they keep saying is papi, come here
Once I get a pair I disappear
The top of the game for the top of the year, yeah
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Musical d**, scoop you a dub
Scenes from above, get the user a buzz
I do what I does, scoop it, I'm loved
Bump into me and you blowing a hug
I got the belt, y'all on the shelf
Sick in the brain, I think I need some help
You know how I play, I get the dough
Might smoke to the face but don't lie to yourself
I been in the league, been in the lead
Roll up on n***as like Christopher Reeve
You know how I get it, I get to the cheese
Snowing on n***as in 60 degrees
Please
You don't know that I'm hot but you're holding my co*k like
I load every shot and get low from the cops like
It's the high life, let me go through your high lights
I be all night, everybody at the supermarket know you don't shop right
Your swagger is off, I laugh at your flow, back at the loft
You rappers are lost, have it your way'
I'm feverish hot, I beat up the block, we just be on the block
I know what it's worth, f** what you heard
You run out of work, just put me in a pod