Uh, yeah, yeah yeah, mic check, check, check, uh, uh, yeah, check this one nigga, uh, I need to check, check, check this bitch, uh, yeah, uh, * so real gotta use fake names Every time I sleep dead faces they occupy my brain, uh, Erica said I never change, like stabs that are insane, you was like a brother to me, no other than me, swear I would trade my life for yours, I knew you was * with me, found out some niggas * your wife and we put them bitches to sleep, ain't gon' say your government, I'ma call them back Ricky D, now Ricky D he had a cousin named Yella with Rick Ciolla, had a Mexican that came across the border to Arizona, they was getting * for 17, tossing * to me for 28, grits go for 31, I barely ate, seen them niggas frown when I started wrecking that * down, said I need more time with them chickens, I'm out here making rounds, tell those niggas want they 28 up front now, I bought all the damn clientele, we could've ran the town, but * it you cut the price then I fly to Phoenix, said if you ain't copping like 20 then cocksucker beat it, they put yellow boy on the evening news, devil on my shoulder say * friends cause cash rules, * so real gotta use fake names, every time I sleep dead faces they occupy my brain, Christina said I never change, like stabs of the insane, I done walked through hell and these signs 12, speaking from my own mouth before I let the time tell, dream team legal I never take a L, courtroom, funeral fresh, Gavanti my lapel, pouring up, four and up, three bricks I'ma hunt it up, jack a pussy, poet's peck, that's how you * the summer up, * it up, bottled up, your hoes * the followers, Vanessa's carries tiger lilies, bitch I'm supermodel, you're a pimp, yeah, my hoes twisted fat, she wrote it backwards out the zip, yeah, Pasadena arena came to Vegas it was lit, yeah, crystalline came all the way to Denver for the dick, yeah, had to cancel my Miami trip, that bitch was sick, yeah, put me on, no it's put me on, and label 16 hours in to put me on, drop a song, dope ain't locking up this * that took too long, shout out to B.O. and Charlie Mac may bring the niggas home, most my dogs get life in jail from conversations on the phone, I bought my first mansion told my mama leave that dope alone, *, yeah, used to get 10 bricks, the man the condo off the nip, yeah, put that on my nephew, Luciano, we the *, Luci, I put your pussy in the mail, I get a sick, yeah, Abby used to follow me on tour, the * was thick, yeah, put me on, ready put me on, she was like, put me on, no it's put me on, yeah, I used to love that bitch though, yeah, you know, Kane, yeah, yeah, yeah, remain, yeah, put me on, put me on, Lay Moe, put me on, no it's put me on, no it's put me on, yeah, yeah, yeah, eehh, ha ha ha, hallo, all my niggas and laddies, it's time once again for that motherfucka, Mad lip, the beat conductor, straight from California, so, write the motherfucking weed up, bitch, turn the sound up, let's go, and as usual, no fuckboys, real niggas only, k bye