Verse 1:
I still wanna fuck them wierdos
I see myself like a Hippo
But still wanna be that Kingo
A lot of you like killos
And I got some friends like Migos
You fuck with me, they kill ya
Like pop pop, burrito
To me you just a kiddo
Huh, I don't do for you, yeah
I got nothing to proove, yeah
King tipo o Luther
King tipo o Luther
But still gotta get that bag
Dear Mama, I like 2pac
What did I do they track?
She knows I got they back
But I ain't playing with these suckers
Huh, feel this flow muhfucker
God boy like Ubakka
And, I don't live in Uganda
But all I do is chase the paper
Chase the paper
Like I'm hater
Like I'm hater
Oh yeah
I told my nigga let's plot
One more label that's all
Fuck that maybe, I ain't Ross
Cuz I'ma beat all the odds
And I'ma walk like a Boss
Huh, just like I plot
Huh, just like I plot
SAK in this bitch
When I rap best believe
I won't fail best believe
I'll be back while I'm rich
Yeah (laugh)
( SAK in this bitch
When I rap best believe
I won't fail best believe
I'll be back while I'm rich)
Yeah SAK in this muhfucking beat huh