Arcadia Left Lane Didon & Tha God Fahim

[Verse: Left Lane Didon]
Yeah, uh, uh
Don, don
Yo, peep
Do the math, I'm a tutor, yeah
Blew his cap like a poof of air, now his roof ain't there
Leave you wet like scuba gear, busting lame niggas around
I'm moving squares, put some [?]
You in there, I'm in here
Yo, life ain't fair, get it clear, nigga visionware
I get with flare, that's some different gear
That's a sickened pair, we elevated, yeah we skipped the stairs
Run swift, yo you unfit
Talking 'bout menages, you don't even got one bitch
Fuck sex, bro you barely been tongue-kissed
I run shit, kid I dump quick, punding
Muscle cars in the yard, that's the squad
I wave the wand at you frauds, keep it gone
I blaze the bomb, that's Didon, niggas know it
Embrace the odds, play the cards, keep the omen
Yo, live from the afterlife
You little serpents getting sacrificed if you ain't acting right
I let big Daz blast the pipe
Hit your bread basket, it sit in your stomach, that's Spanish rice
Appetite like Vanderslice, yo
My asking price like half a white, whoa
My rapper life like Passion Christ, bro
My raps is like ten packs of ice, cold
I been on the road since Stockton, Malone
Pick and roll, my bitch pigeon toed, you know, thicc and swole
I'm like the lake show, give and go
I'm like the ice man finger roll
I'm the play call from Dick LeBeau
I mistletoe in exquisite clothes