! Do This!!

Who the fuck is that He be Stuck up in the Studio like wickes

Like a welcome mat come here trying to step and ima trip

Grew up trying to scratch went from hitting lips to hitting licks

Like a bullet pass either use your hands or it's your lid

We take down your dog i anit talking about no Michael vik

Hands gone paint his face all red could've swore he said he crip

They threw me out to drown and then told em I jumped ship

I got tired of living low So now Im get higher den a blimp

What we smoke is what u smell and they begging fo a sniff

I've been grinding for the stay Cause The top is still a cliff

Caught up now his mugshot twin with Mona Lisa in ha pic

Mane he try to whip my nose I Told dat nigga u not slick