HAHAHA (Phase 4)

I'm runnin' with that sack, I feel like faulk

Don't be mad at me, you broke, nigga, that's your fault

Bro serving lines of green, yeah, I call that nigga the Hulk

Tell that ho, I don't wanna talk, I need awesome jawsome

I feel just like that nigga Jamal, the way I fucking cross em

I feel like Spaghetti, the way that all this sauce on me

Chopper hit his body, divide him to fourths, that nigga taco meat

I'm posted on the north, I'm with the north side, norwegian

The gas I smoke exotic, swear to God, it got me fuckin' wheezing

I stay with my slime like,yak gotti it I ain't YSL