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I'mma say this to you n***as out there who think this sh*t is cool, cause it ain't cool, cause a lot of n***as doing a lot of fugazi sh*t out here man
Y'kno what I'm sayin?
These n***as that's flip-floppin, they pitching in they kitchens with these boys and they doing all so, and if you gay that's cool, but be gay and come on out and be that, don't be standing in front of us acting like a straight up G

Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album, only for more sales

Last name stoner, first name I'ma
Ain't nobody higher, sippin' on some Aunt Jemima
Champagne, campaign, bubbly for the hoes
So, fill up ya glass everybody make a toast

My belly rolls thru these Beverly hills
I see my soul shortly sold likke a treasury bill
The thought of being old and broke make me mentally ill
That's why all night I'm on a roll till i makke me a kkill
Just to makke a lot o...

Did a buck off of my sh*t and wrapped your Audi
Temperamental, I snap quick, very touchy
Ayo my attitude is all f**ked up and real sh*tty
I rap like no one out there can f**k wit me