[Verse 1: Left Lane Didon]
Peep
I'm hard as life, I'm like arctic ice
Coolie nigga, I grew up on dialling rice, we don't talk alike
My aim is not precise, show it ain't New Jack if I spark the pipe
Cartridge fly, turn the dark to light
Henny straight, we ain't sipping Vodka
Tell my Queen to study the cider, might have to chip a coppa
I sit and ponder, the world's spinning harder
I live with drama, nigga you still live with momma
My little brothers' lifting llamas, leave you wet like you sit in sauna's
Nigga I'm stressed but I keep my honor
I got pride, don't violate primate
I glide the tri-state and supply weight, it's Lefty
I grind all winter to live it in the summer
I'm gifted with numbers and prolific with the runners
Y'all fell off quick, that mission was a blunder
When I'm licking, run for cover, this is Strictly 4 My D.U.M.P.E.R.Z
C'mon nigga, it's Didon
[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
And I done been there, done that
From hustling packs and sticking niggas like thumbtacks
Have you ever heard of dumb facts from small people?
I see no evil 'cause I'm moving incognito
They peeped the steelo, I walk it how I talk it like a Migo
You zero, intelligent melanated negro
Your ego get spilled on the pavement with the Eagle
I'm watching for police like it's Vivo
Yo give me space, your bitch give me face
With no problem and grace, my hand hold the triple Ace
I pedigree a nigga like Triple H, they surround the whole area with caution tape
Hold the key, seal his fate, niggas imitate
I let the clip loose then regenerate
I keep my head on the swivel as I innovate, and never take breaks
Hearing my rhymes are like walking into hell's gates
It's the great
Peep
I'm hard as life, I'm like arctic ice
Coolie nigga, I grew up on dialling rice, we don't talk alike
My aim is not precise, show it ain't New Jack if I spark the pipe
Cartridge fly, turn the dark to light
Henny straight, we ain't sipping Vodka
Tell my Queen to study the cider, might have to chip a coppa
I sit and ponder, the world's spinning harder
I live with drama, nigga you still live with momma
My little brothers' lifting llamas, leave you wet like you sit in sauna's
Nigga I'm stressed but I keep my honor
I got pride, don't violate primate
I glide the tri-state and supply weight, it's Lefty
I grind all winter to live it in the summer
I'm gifted with numbers and prolific with the runners
Y'all fell off quick, that mission was a blunder
When I'm licking, run for cover, this is Strictly 4 My D.U.M.P.E.R.Z
C'mon nigga, it's Didon
[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
And I done been there, done that
From hustling packs and sticking niggas like thumbtacks
Have you ever heard of dumb facts from small people?
I see no evil 'cause I'm moving incognito
They peeped the steelo, I walk it how I talk it like a Migo
You zero, intelligent melanated negro
Your ego get spilled on the pavement with the Eagle
I'm watching for police like it's Vivo
Yo give me space, your bitch give me face
With no problem and grace, my hand hold the triple Ace
I pedigree a nigga like Triple H, they surround the whole area with caution tape
Hold the key, seal his fate, niggas imitate
I let the clip loose then regenerate
I keep my head on the swivel as I innovate, and never take breaks
Hearing my rhymes are like walking into hell's gates
It's the great
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