[Verse 1]
When I come through you better look out
'Cause my brain is sickly, kid, I roll with crooks
All about selling books of acid
Snitch and you'll get took out quickly
Your body parts'll be a mystery
'Cause you could be left with a criminal history
When sellin' hits of E
We drive around in stolen Camrys
The shit we do revolves around government notes
Flight coats, and female mammaries, all for the family
Your, family vehicle could get Shanghaied randomly
Sometimes we do it candidly, peepin' for cops
Selling Mexican crops, doin' drops I do dirt with chinks and wops
That work in chop shops, these kids are bananas
Carrying scalpels in their bandanas
Always know where the man is
'Cause they got programmable scanners
Plus 9's and 38's
Nigga rockin' glasses, sportin' a nerdy face
While murkin' with dirty plates, fat like a walrus
The Mary Jane florist'll be loungin' in Honduras
As long as I watch out for that Ford Taurus
You're below, my league of flow, I'm down wit' eager ho's
That suck dick for figaros in Montego Blow
In these streets of haste and bad taste you'll get stuck like paste
Fag bags with shit around their waste, I fucked up
And kid you'll get bucked up
Off the top of my skull, kid, my knife ain't fuckin' dull
I'm mad raw, kid, I'll rip apart your tits
Get on your fuckin'
Knees bitch and eat my shit, kid
When I come through you better look out
'Cause my brain is sickly, kid, I roll with crooks
All about selling books of acid
Snitch and you'll get took out quickly
Your body parts'll be a mystery
'Cause you could be left with a criminal history
When sellin' hits of E
We drive around in stolen Camrys
The shit we do revolves around government notes
Flight coats, and female mammaries, all for the family
Your, family vehicle could get Shanghaied randomly
Sometimes we do it candidly, peepin' for cops
Selling Mexican crops, doin' drops I do dirt with chinks and wops
That work in chop shops, these kids are bananas
Carrying scalpels in their bandanas
Always know where the man is
'Cause they got programmable scanners
Plus 9's and 38's
Nigga rockin' glasses, sportin' a nerdy face
While murkin' with dirty plates, fat like a walrus
The Mary Jane florist'll be loungin' in Honduras
As long as I watch out for that Ford Taurus
You're below, my league of flow, I'm down wit' eager ho's
That suck dick for figaros in Montego Blow
In these streets of haste and bad taste you'll get stuck like paste
Fag bags with shit around their waste, I fucked up
And kid you'll get bucked up
Off the top of my skull, kid, my knife ain't fuckin' dull
I'm mad raw, kid, I'll rip apart your tits
Get on your fuckin'
Knees bitch and eat my shit, kid
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