Mocha

[Verse]
Mocha 3 Jordans [?] in the bubble coat
This year we make the money double you in trouble though
I kept a couple hoes down for the just in case
Shorty wanna hold the crown on a not the note
Its Y, put your L up in the sky like a rap show
Every verse is gettin' tagged
Hope you heard me in the back row
Can't outrun me on a track lookin' bad
Ya mans movin' funny its an act
I smell a rat, cats wonder where I'm at
I'm where I gotta be, scuffed up the Wallabees trash
Rap the gas put a filter on it
Burnt the paper fuck a hater
I'm fuckin' with you shorty tryna get up on it
You 730 but your ass fat
I see 3 you like a CAT scan, paint me as a bad man
Pimp talk without the backhand
I think Y hit another grand slam, I got the hot hand
Stir the pot, show love
Run up on me on my block, its all good even when its not
Drop calls, I'ma call when I'm off dog
Ya niggas stuck in little league this ain't softball
I got a ball for my city like the Knicks and the Kidd
Roll a spliff just as pretty as my bitch
That bitch look good too