I don't preach, I hang bars like hooks So I can speak beef A fish tank full of notebooks So much words feel like I can't breathe So sick, pull raps out from the sleeve Magic trick spectacular, I'm Houdini Burning a blunt with a bad b**h, for a genie Nah son I ain't greedy, I want what I fight for So let me slide through like a snowboard This worst is over, I've been to the bottom I'm done, Plex sits high with broad shoulders I'm Mr. good looking, f**s good, ask your b**h Plex a fly man but his brain past orbit Nah n***a smoke... Who dat, who dat, say who dat This ain't Mr. Who, it's big Plex homie in the booth Verbally dancing to the beat Slow jams that keep it trill in the streets I'm a grown man
31 but don't call me no old head I'll smack blood out your face then I rain dance Poppy sample, raps, breaks, beats and sample But this beat's Jak, all praise is due I ain't done yet like a blunt that just been lit Snatch the blunt from the n***a that rolled it Grab the blunt and his b**h right off to the sunset Now we off this Now b**h smoke this... What we do can't be defined Can't be fragile trying to walk in my size Surprise this is big boy sh** Scratch that, this is grown man sh** You's a b**h with a dick They call that tranny Body work, bleaching their skin like he's Sammie He's dumb, young, full of cum Summer's almost done Still has no place to go Now he lost one...