[00:01.53]Produced by: The Alchemist[00:03.22][00:04.73]Yo, um, yo[00:13.38]Oh-so-c**ky, you can't stop me in this old Versace[00:16.37]***** watch me in the streets like it's roller hockey[00:19.44]Your b***h is floppy, givin' sloppy while she call me papi[00:22.34]Takin' the doggies right to the face like she Kobiyashi[00:25.52]You ****ing flow is washy, I'm getting' mine dry cleane[00:28.79]Tight seam, it might seem, I'm sellin' ****ing pipe dream[00:31.58]Hi fiends, I'm back with a bag of them packed white things[00:34.84]My Nikes clean, I see these mother****in' hatin' through my ice bling[00:38.07]I'm a bad mother****er, I ain't use a rubbe[00:41.41]Super lover, so soon you say hello to your newest brother[00:44.44]The truest colors what I bleed, but you ain't seen enough of[00:47.58]***** leakin', you gon' have to go see the deacon you stupid sucka[00:50.76]Young Dom, say you old b*****s should wrap it up[00:53.76]You wack, focus back on the craft, you hardly rap enough[00:56.75]The fattest blunt and death to that pop-hop, I ain't ask for much[01:00.22]And stop askin' for the collabs cause all you bastards suck[01:03.23][01:03.53]This that thirty deep, it's Saugus shit, fire starter, squadron[01:06.56]Dodgin' coppers since, ask her why she droppin' cuz[01:08.65]It's probably cause he prodigious[01:10.05]Pay the rent easy, leave the bank cheesy[01:12.74]And bass leave your face greasy, artisan, paint easy[01:15.91]Thick bristle type ***** on a ***** steez[01:18.98]Stanzas diesel like Vic Tanny on a fritz,[01:21.86]Whoops, system overload, itchin' for a foe to poach[01:25.31]Spittin' like the engine on a mother****er' motorboat[01:28.39]Gold glisten under overcoat, missin' all[01:31.56]Affection for these niggas, redirectin' all these niggas[01:34.16]Very literal, type to sip the Mickeys out of cereal[01:37.79]Drunk and drivin', twisty, how he inked up in the swimming pool?[01:40.92]Hundred stand against me, I'm a menace void a villain, sue me[01:44.04]Drivin' into fences cause I hit the whip a little woozy[01:47.10]***** I'm busy cruisin', 'scuse me[01:50.83][01:51.92]Can't even walk up in the church without these niggas tryna testify[01:56.65]I live to die, better that than to live a lie[02:00.12]I rap better than most these rap veterans[02:03.15]Hard-headed and hopeless, hope that God let us in[02:06.53]Momma didn't wanna give birth to a nigga[02:09.13]Should've murdered a nigga, I'm a cancer to the youth[02:12.30]Automatics out the roof, 380 with the weave in it[02:15.79]On site, scary as prom nights with Carrie[02:18.79]Or car rides with Berry, that's Halle not Brent[02:21.58]Shootin' like Brent and his brother, doin' what daddy had did[02:24.74]Niggas want Grammys and shit, that's funny to me[02:27.39]Cause since the first take it's been about money to me[02:30.12]I'm just tryin' to get what Diddy got, doing what got Biggie shot[02:33.80]They told me that I wasn't shit, but left me in a litter box[02:37.13]Give it up and get a job[02:40.38][02:40.96]Uh, get a job b***h[02:42.48]I'm like the boss from the end of the Nintendo game[02:46.44]My brain is on another level, I can feel the Devil's pain[02:49.78]Only address me by my reverend name: the good doctor[02:53.77]The good author, good brain in a good Porsche[02:57.10]Dancin' drunk in dress pants like I'm a hunk[03:00.02]Backflip in a jacuzzi, forty floors inside the Trump[03:02.70]Front-flip into this high yellow Chinese b***h's rump[03:05.84]Then she make me chicken broccoli for lunch[03:09.09]I roll a joint like a Motumbo arm, I'm high cousin[03:12.48]Every time I roll the dice it's five hundred[03:15.65]When I order wine, it's nine hundred, French chefs kneel before me[03:18.18]End of story take a shorty to the sortee[03:21.86]That's the bathroom, you already know what happens there[03:25.09]I pull my swimming trunks down, she suck me through the boxer[03:28.63]While I'm wearin' flip-flops, shit's real, grip the wheel, lift steel[03:34.40][03:36.46]That's it[03:37.57]Woo, **** yeah, hello[03:39.97]Fan fare, bravo, encore[03:43.16]