NEBS - Speak of That lyrics

Pulled up in a nice car New jeans new shoes lookin' nice huh? Write raps on my iPhone Got your b**h in the front she wants to drive home I came quite a long way I get paid cause the people that my song play Touch down from a plane trip Skinny c*nt weigh heaps cause my name big Ice cubes with the OJ Codeine pop everything is okay Haters trying to bring my name down Won't happen cause they cannot match the fame now And my earlobes glow nice Tattoos home-job but they so right Short hair with the three lines My style yeah I'm rocking them on each side Used to be a poor c*nt Wrote raps got paid now it's all love I'm the come up never come down Yeah you tell me who's looking like a bum now Begging for a rap out Rocky IV I'm 'bout to lay the smack down Cleaner than a brand new Do more for a brand than a brand do G-shock that my wristwatch Look down my time and they pissed off Hat rest on the eyebrows Street swag too hot better lie down Out of hell like meatloaf Green bag green smoke with the green notes Loyal to my roots though Came back to the hood with a true flow Ride beats like a corvette Hit stage make you wanna finish your set Kerser inked on the jawline Name so heavy that I kind of got a sore spine Sk** I'm the real though Hurt c*nts like a knife on a dil*o Take a stab and you lose quick Real talk I ain't even gotta do sh** Thick notes with a white stain Cocaine marked up, stop the migraine Got a joint in my smoke pack Speak of that yo I think I'm gonna smoke that Got bars that are too dope Spit these and they leave you with a bruised throat AB to the AK Two 2's with a 5 what you say mate You're girl wink her eye bah I reply with a 'hi' and a 'bye s*ut' Too good with the rap sh** One flick start a fire like a matchstick Style what it is now Told them stand up now they won't sit down Fans know the G-O Kers rap and he's simply in the beast mode Hate me it's all good I got a f** load of fans for you it's awkward My sh** straight shines Let it sink in It might take time Now I'm rocking big shows Sell 'em out f**ing oath watch me spit flows So clean sick yes sir Raps my b**h you wish I never met her f** her and I get paid You pay to f** So press play Ride just behind the ba** b**h Earphones hurt head like a facelift Cause I speak too toxic Put your track next to this you ain't got sh** Kick flows like a psycho That's magic from hitting notes on my phone