Tom-Oh - Spitting Fuego lyrics

Say hi to a boss, listen to me spit it Ima k** its a given just dont press pause, spit them bars, Dont go soft when sh** gets hard. Ima just grind till the day I die turn water into wine so its free when I dine out, so new to the game but I tried out, now I hit grandslams while they fly out. Everybody checkin for the beats that I be wreckin wait a second lemme show you all the beats that I rhyme on, volume up all the way on the iPod, frat star boy witta flow like my god. Im ripped, but the bong stay lit, dont blood dont crip Im white as sh**. s** it up and just take a hit, do it fast or Im takin it. The Ladies think, that Im out this world, some uh dem call me an Avatar, Spaceship double as a racin whip, you dont even have a car. Pop champagne till the d**h uh me, throw the cork in garbage, rest in peace. Neva next to leave, always last, ya girl texts me when she wants some a**. Uh huh, take ya hoe, its better if you listened to the radio, they dont me play me yo, Im still waitin fo, a dotted line for my name to go and get, Signed, got me thinkin Im gon be next in line, like L O L JK smiley Im lyin but Im tryin too. -- Word from my lady she dont like it on top, so I roll down the roof uh the coup when its hot. I drop that sh**, take a rasta rip, getta cloud around the whip like a martian b**h. Take off from the line like a coke head, pull my hat down low on the forhead, You get no head, decapitated , when girls gimmie brains, they feel famous. I get faded, you just a loser, drunken baller, Carlos Boozer. Facebook users like my page, this beats sick, might have AIDS. I get paid, for jammin on the stage, all my friends gettin minimum wage. I write and rhymes and blaze, blunts overs jays, rooms filled with haze, got weed for days. Son, Gs always tryna take me one on one, cuz I bang their b**h like they bang their guns. Just for fun, startin beef, put it on a bun sit down to eat. No parakeet, is flyer than me, Im who my peers inspires to be. Ill give you props if youre higher than me, cuz anyone who says that is a liar to me. Turnin heads, earnin bread, s** at school so I rhyme instead. Everybody tell me that Im iller than the rest cuz I spit sh** quick no saliva left. I needa breathe, a ball for stress, a moment away from my computer desk. My only friends are these red bull cans, and uh couple thousand FB fans.