I keep my halo sideways like TI Hanging angels low when they see God The wave come with a clip and 18 hunna on the bod Face over the stove, smelling the prod What I produce digest clones Sirloin steak white 'tatoes Stella rose mixin, giving her the fixing from her mama's kitchen Gentleman meet the hitta man, she swallow the business I was talking digits like we got the lotto ticket Playin around numbers til tomorrow's mentions When tomorrow come, you gato finish I whip cause my catering good You know the face in the hood From Day to Night, I switch it up like Mr Rogers Neighborhood Wardrobe change when the alarm turns Laying in the snooze, just to get the news that Ju was burned Listen I was like John Wick, palms itch everytime the cars stirred I had a bar from every scar to lay a nigga down in return Can't let the mystique sauce you when we connected first No need to talk about it when you see how respect is earned
This is real hip hop love it my G
salute !!!
One of the most hard working and consistent producer. AKA 'No bad beat' 🔥🔥
salute !!
Def sound like one them benny freestyles at a radio show where he go even harder on that then alotta songs
yesssir 😤🔥
You a beast I been listening to alot of tracks lately I got get some of this heat
Let me lay a freestyle and send it to you so you can see that I'm a different kinda of artist than we hear now
She like hold a minute I'm trying to get saved😂
wow now that s fire beat for suurree
I keep my halo sideways like TI
Hanging angels low when they see God
The wave come with a clip and 18 hunna on the bod
Face over the stove, smelling the prod
What I produce digest clones
Sirloin steak white 'tatoes
Stella rose mixin, giving her the fixing from her mama's kitchen
Gentleman meet the hitta man, she swallow the business
I was talking digits like we got the lotto ticket
Playin around numbers til tomorrow's mentions
When tomorrow come, you gato finish
I whip cause my catering good
You know the face in the hood
From Day to Night, I switch it up like Mr Rogers Neighborhood
Wardrobe change when the alarm turns
Laying in the snooze, just to get the news that Ju was burned
Listen I was like John Wick, palms itch everytime the cars stirred
I had a bar from every scar to lay a nigga down in return
Can't let the mystique sauce you when we connected first
No need to talk about it when you see how respect is earned