I walk around like I'm the man, turn this out, I'm the man You can see it, in a demon, I'm creepin' Her panties, it's leakin', leave the scene, I'm fleetin' I'ma send by ten dogs, they can have you up on the shelf, Karate chop, black belt, hot boy, I'm Mike Milt, I ain't worried bout a n***a help, free my cousin out the cell, Profit comin' in the mail, I'd never take a hill, I'm big dog status, n***a, fuck that skill N***a, why you mad at me? Cause I fucked your bitch, cause you walked in on her, why she suckin' my dick? That's a Kodak moment, let me take this flick, truckloads in the Hummer, we ain't worried bout shit We ain't worried bout shit, especially not bout a bitch The hood call you a snitch, let me give you a stitch Baseball on my head, take your shit, you a lead Rollie panic, let's pitch, you n****s broke like Hitch I ain't broke like Hitch, bitch, let's make a flick Drums like Nick, I'm the one like Derrick Saw a dick at the show, my dick, bitch, where's the blow? 06, where's the drove? Redwoods for a strobe