That’s my hundreds in them pockets getting fat. I got four pockets full of years flat. I just bought some out the rat for a rat pussy captain. That’s a cat in the hat, nigga. Real shit. Ain’t no cap in my rap. Bad bitch let me smack from the back. Yeah, she a bug. You can keep a. She a neck. Real young. Rich nigga. Young nigga. Blue honeys, pink figures in the bag. Young nigga got the blues. Like he said. Skipping school. I ain’t like to go to class. I’m smoking gang got me dizzy from the lag. Tell a shot, it looking good, but she bad. Show the niggas love when I wish I never had told a shot it. I’m a dog at the least. I’m screaming ski, but my nigga screaming Z. Shout out to my Dennis got me screaming Glee, bitch, your bitch gonna let me hit it for the free like a Hurricane. I’m blowing out any tree. Take a nigga, man, and put on the knees. High in the plane smoking out the pink. Yeah, I can’t even breathe. Make them give me brain for I make a lead. She ain’t know I had a trick up my sleeve. I’ve been grinding. Still standing on that bitch. I’m gonna keep it real. Tell you what it is she want me to trick on. And that’s for kids. Hell, no. Yeah. How do you rise out the head? Last night I was Get up off the meds. Woke up this morning with two baddies in the bed. I kicked them out, and then I went to check the chicken