guitars and horns make this track jump
had to do a remix...i phucs wit t.p...yeah broke niaags make me sick too
i used to be a have not, now i have knots/got niaags on my nuts n they girl on my jock/never had a glock but i got hella straps/got the pump in the back, fo-five on my lap/aint lookin for no trouble, but im phucin wit trouble/duct tape on a throwaway, ridin in a bubble/smokin on that hubble, damn near touchin stars/i aint gotta sell my soul, yall gone feel who we are...man i cant rap phuc it doh