Rome Streetz, Chyna Streetz & Ox Omni The Punchline Academy (Ft. Chyna Streetz, OX Omni & Rome Streetz)

[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]
Ayo ayo ayo
God glow, large dough in the cargo
Some selling hard Os, smoking dro' in the Dodge low
I run this shit like Marlow, you trash niggas set the bar low
Heart been dark like charcoal
I'm raw like G-Star clothes, get a scarred throat
Stacking up the paper, never tricking, this shit on hoes
Move the blow pronto, downtown easy
Don't trust every handshake, niggas wild greasy
My style foul like Rasheed Wallace
Pretty freak keep the meat polished, Gods seek knowledge
Street college I graduated with honors
Got a digital scale, chrome pistol and a pack of ganja
Stash old dirty dough, I need new cheques
Go hang on the off white crewneck
Fuck who next, I need my penthouse duplex
Move smooth like a Mike Jack and Marvin Gaye duet
Swigging Perig'ay [?] til I'm pissy
Grams go for sixty, flow sickly
Motherfucker, fuck outta here nigga
It's Rome Streetz

[Verse 2: OX Omni]