Guess I'm really very lucky That I got this thing to play Cause you really make me feel good Even when it's hurting me Yeah, I slow flow them to d**h Walk straight in the booth with my mind Right and go left Yes my lyrical presence is scary I get that unthinkable Adam... Tell them boys if they ready stop balling in JV Step on that varsity caught in play D baby Girl know I'm all about my green oh AC Fight night AC she blew me no AC Yeah see I be on that other sh** Had a plan to take over When rappers sported cross elephants I slow flow them to d**h Swag ignorant like parking Rolls Royce in the jets Shorty ten years ago I had rolls gold on my neck And that's before Young Money album When go all, I saw a jack I slow flow them to d**h New York n***a only right I feel B I G is the best f** they talking bout? We was in the clubs mobbing Neighbors try to walk it out We was slinging sour Ds And crack grinding for everything They was swag surfing in them clubs Doin the stinky leg I'm usually on that potent But tonight I need a drink instead And a bad caramel b**h that Give that pinky head Got her making spitting cum bubbles With that dick in her mouth She even say "Millz you the best" Without I'm taking that dick out I'm like wow! She talented but I'm immaculate I think they starting to mistake My confidence as arrogance That's why I slow flow them to d**h Talking through these verses And stretch my intellect They can't give me a run For my money or a job with me So I reduce my speed to baby steps You welcome... Ikea That place Neil Armstrong went I'm there! And I slow flow them to d**h Yes! I slow flow them to d**h