[Beat 1: Public Service Announcement]
They said I ain't a threat, but now I record and send the check
N I stash half the cash n' spend the rest
N I would a been broke like y'all if I didn't invest
We both got ice n' cars but I ain't in debt
A lot of vets need a give rhyming a rest
Y'all sound like has-beens, n' I ain't impressed
I'm dying to bet, you fellers know "I ain't the best"
Prove I'm lying if I ain't correct
They call me doc, I'll give your dog shots but, I ain't the vet
N I got dough so, I ain't upset, ayo
I do the drop on, Michael J's and the top gone
At least I got the butter like microwave popcorn
Stop drawing it's gon' be hard to move me
Swizz tha Monster, he could star in a horror movie
I usually, I click fast, and bang ya bitch ass
N ain't nothing change, I got cane for the quick cash
But change I whip pass, aim n' Blid-ast!
The kid Cass got the game on smid-ash!
Slang the stid-ash, I'm tryna' stack money high
Gimme money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in a one-25, on 25's
Them 20's on the five, my coochie rate sky rocketed
Look Ock I'm a pimp, that's why I popped ya chick
Sis' got the it, know she tryna' cop me it
Now she start giving up dough to go shoppin' with
Popping ish might get you to deserve it
But it happened, be happy she ain't get you murdered
I'm a straight cannon, n' I'm getting the cake can
N' I be out the state tanning, eating on baked salmon
I'm straight scrambling, tryna' sell a gram of Ye
But ya strip only get a grand a day
N' there ten of y'all on it, pretending y'all doing it
You don't get stacks boy, you a pack boy
Be on the corner for a hundred hours
Selling other niggas coke n' only gone get a hundred dollars
You could probably get some money if you come an holla'
Cause I got haze, n' I cop K's
So my block made heavy money
My weed fluffy, n' got red hair like Peggy Bundy
I got 20's come cop from the house
Cause the green you got garbage like Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon' get shot in the mouth
They said I ain't a threat, but now I record and send the check
N I stash half the cash n' spend the rest
N I would a been broke like y'all if I didn't invest
We both got ice n' cars but I ain't in debt
A lot of vets need a give rhyming a rest
Y'all sound like has-beens, n' I ain't impressed
I'm dying to bet, you fellers know "I ain't the best"
Prove I'm lying if I ain't correct
They call me doc, I'll give your dog shots but, I ain't the vet
N I got dough so, I ain't upset, ayo
I do the drop on, Michael J's and the top gone
At least I got the butter like microwave popcorn
Stop drawing it's gon' be hard to move me
Swizz tha Monster, he could star in a horror movie
I usually, I click fast, and bang ya bitch ass
N ain't nothing change, I got cane for the quick cash
But change I whip pass, aim n' Blid-ast!
The kid Cass got the game on smid-ash!
Slang the stid-ash, I'm tryna' stack money high
Gimme money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in a one-25, on 25's
Them 20's on the five, my coochie rate sky rocketed
Look Ock I'm a pimp, that's why I popped ya chick
Sis' got the it, know she tryna' cop me it
Now she start giving up dough to go shoppin' with
Popping ish might get you to deserve it
But it happened, be happy she ain't get you murdered
I'm a straight cannon, n' I'm getting the cake can
N' I be out the state tanning, eating on baked salmon
I'm straight scrambling, tryna' sell a gram of Ye
But ya strip only get a grand a day
N' there ten of y'all on it, pretending y'all doing it
You don't get stacks boy, you a pack boy
Be on the corner for a hundred hours
Selling other niggas coke n' only gone get a hundred dollars
You could probably get some money if you come an holla'
Cause I got haze, n' I cop K's
So my block made heavy money
My weed fluffy, n' got red hair like Peggy Bundy
I got 20's come cop from the house
Cause the green you got garbage like Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon' get shot in the mouth
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