Mike vick

Ayy, pop a boo like a ghost Yeah, I stay crispy, just like some toast

You niggas some junkies, you play with your nose

I get on the beat and immediately go I came a long way from trappin' at stores

When I got out of jail, I switched up the flow I'm straight out the project, I slept

on the floor I'm havin' cheese, I hope you know

Sean my brother, I love you, bro I get on the beat and let em know

I love my lady, yall can have these hoes I came a long way from Shell toes

I say Strap up like Belco I be in the field like a scarecrow

Hit my black, hell no Hit my wood, hell no

I feel like a king, Pharoah Jack snitch, hell no