Cypher DJ Ill Will (Ft. Kid Ink, King Los, Meek Mill & Tory Lanez)

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Yeah
I said it's Kid Ink baby
Turned to the max like TJ
Body tagged up like the bottom of the freeway
Game on lock, you niggas need to get a key made
Run this shit and it ain't nothing but a relay
And ain’t nothing you can tell us
About to roll up, kush sticky like Elmer’s
This ain’t no how I act like summa
Going head up with me, bring a motherfucking helmet
You niggas just special ed
All I see is green but my eyes so red
And all I do is win, got a room full of clouds
About to take another shot but I’m used to the fouls
I'm ballin', you could take two to the mouth
It's Alumni, throw it up, two to the south
Tell them deuces, just put two in the air
So sick, said it must be the flu in the air
If you do it big then I probably did it obese
Thought it was a dream but I never get no sleep
Up all night getting higher then the nose bleed
Swear I was raised by a beast like Mogli
Came from the bottom, rats and the roaches
Now a nigga's blunts sitting as fat as my roaches
Bout to go ham, you niggas just kosher
I’m a shark in the water, see the fin and it's over