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