#suc
Check it,
I used to chase boppers,
Rollin' vogues,
Blades on choppers,
See my flows drop ya,
Break em off proper,
Never come off slopper,
The diamond popper,
See me smooth flowin,
Like fat pat blowin,
Off the sticky, everybody come take a ride with me,
******* up clique lovely,
Watch how i float above thee,
Pour up the bubbly,
Excuse me,
Wreckin' beats properly, feel me,
Classic touch, feelin' '93,
As i get around,
Listen to the sounds, of htown,
Man it goes dine,
See me crawlin',
Like a jaguar, super star, yes do they know who we are,
Its a family affair, barbeques on avenues, haters catch a snooze,
Death giving bad news,
Another tale of the ghetto blues,
Starched dine, in my khaki blues,
Me and my girl, along with my crew,
Rappin' on that ol skool,-
Im starched dine in blues,
In my dickies n house shoes,
Light a fuse,
To the blunt, so my mind can take a cruise,
On my thoughts, that the lord brought,
Gave me a good day, no time to parlay, hustle away,
Gotta get this money mayne,
Its a Bone Thugs thang,
Smokin' that jane,
moved away from caine, doing my thang,
On the records, you know i gotta connect it,
Respect it, my mind is full of glory,
All eyes on the prize,
Demon realize,
Im a walking vessel that could light up the skies,
Keep pslams in my palms, twenty three,
Ways to wreck shop, it dont stop,
Another diamond cut,
Thats about to drop,
No time for holy fakes, i let the toast break,
For fakers after my family,
my haters will see they own wake,
Can ya feel me???
Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 7:22 PM UTC