Mo'
Ace of Spades to po’
More papes to blow
'nuff haze to roll
Lace the flow
Then embrace the taste of dough
Then vacate on a spacious boat
When the pen hits the paper many men meet their maker
No more props, i want properties and acres
Crib in Jamaica, b*t*hes in Venezuela
Clientele keepin' dipped in the latest
Uh, I’m twisting papers like it's origami
I'm tryna whip the Porsche with the gorgeous mami
n***a, I burn the torch then i toss the body
Find the aroma in the loft, it ain't hard to find me
Young efe, crooked letter
Who do it better?
I shred 'em with the Beretta, nicca
Uh, off the top of the dome and i be rockin' this microphone
Break 'em down like styrofoam, yeah
Soon as i recite the poem
n***as know i'm nice at home
n***as know i’m nice in NY to CA
We fly like paper planes, the gang