I like that, yeah I write raps, on guard.
Like I am that, Won-der, Ni-Nine or Ten Levon.
Tri-Triggers and your cars, getting richer by the morrow,
Hear that whistle from that throt-tle this thang quicker than the law.
But if this thing go silent then we probably ditched the cops.
Tilt the whip I'm throwing sideways while controlling with my clutch.