Stroke of Lyrxo King Los

[Los Talking]
What's Good?
Wha-wha-wh-wha-what's good?
I'm what it is, not what it could've been
Crown ain't safe in the hood, what's good?

[Verse 1: Los]
Umm, pick a nigga better
I could have a picnic with your mothafuckin' Top 5
If I ain't in it then it's 5 guys, gettin' straight ate like Five Guys
Popeyes, Hot fries, doin' numbers in the street like hopscotch
I rock everything I'm on I be going hard
I be acting like a fool I be goin' off
I just bought the fuckin' top spot like I'm goin' bald
Umm, speakin' of that ain't no top on my whip
While you poppin' your lips got your fox with no top
Givin' top in my whip with a tropical beeeeitch
I handle hoes, you wife that freak broad
I could help you get your MAC right, I'm like the geek squad
I don't fuck with no weed though but I smoke a bummin' bitch
Got them starbucks in my pocket that's that mocha on that swiss
Los the dopest hoes be focused on the glow that's on his wrist
If your chick in here make her disapear and put the hocus pocus on your bitch
Pull a rabbit out a hat and make a habit out of that
That's magic, voila, but your bitch gone that's tragic, nada
You want no friction, that's static
I get my grip on this automatic and it's buhbye
My saliva like lava
Bring the drama to you like Obama did Osama
Whole summer be a Los summer, you don't believe it
You can call my bluff, here's a motherfuckin' phone number nigga (ahhh)