Text my drank plug everyday like always tell me what's on deck.

I'm not worried about your man he’s a cheeseburger.

He did a fat line of K, head smacked the desk.

Taliban gang and you know that we wreckin'.

Bltch you know we in the hood, All the black and mild's are out.

Get away striker two guys can be enough.

Problems seem to follow me everywhere's I go.

It's not a real Percocet, it's just bitartrate.

Plug sent the lo with no pics, It's a blind date.

I'm good in every hood cause I'm mad sanctioned.

This pint of wok is my magic wand.

What's a Ford Fusion to a 9-11?

My uncle keeps a roll of quarters in a dirty sock.

I don't like Teslas unless the model is X.

The team is on my back cause I pull weight.

Big body benz and the brake pads are shɨtty.

I got people moving bricks while they work at OSHA.

Spilt a gram in my car, fuçk it.

I heard your man was a pack, tragic, roll him in a cone.

He's rich on the gram, but can't pay his tab.