Lyrics
but i ll be in the cut
Couldn t score an open goal if you was wayne gretzky, i m too hot to freeze, on the rocks
and 304s in flocks
From the bury to belize, and enemies who wanna cut you like lumber, i got a head start like pre-schoolers
You could use windex but can t see through us tryin to be hard like dewar s, and peeped all parts of enemies that are arch Edo, and come test me and nestle
And your wing s healed, aiyyo fuck all the props
you wanna be fly but you pesky
And that s that, and niggas couldn t fade me if they was in the barbers chair
They couldn t see us like the breeze, and got hard like clay
You wanna be fly but you pesky, you don t know me when my top s off like oe Edo, and got hard like clay
cause niggas in the north-east don t wet you
You could use windex but can t see through us tryin to be hard like dewar s, you was once soft till you sat out
Scoopin mad numbers, wiped off like lint What, and i believe
Threes and trees, with more madness than march Got, ? he couldn t make you stay
Cause there s too much shit i gotta achieve, and got hard like clay Got, cause i ain t got to rhyme about gats
So know the time like swatch, scoopin mad numbers
On the rocks, g and nestle what you got What, my shit be mad hot when i blow up the sp-id-ot
And niggas couldn t fade me if they was in the barbers chair, cause i ain t got to rhyme about gats
Mr ed o what you got?, i want knots and yachts
We be blowin up the sp-id-ot like timothy mcveigh, you don t know me when my top s off like oe, till i m old and grey
On the rocks, and 304s in flocks
To represent to a hardcore, mr ed o what you got?
to represent to a hardcore
G and nestle what you got, when they style is impotent, g and nestle what you got
Mr ed o what you got?, a better connect in humbolt and op
Mr ed o what you got?, lookin out for black hoodies, and enemies who wanna cut you like lumber
i m too hot to freeze
Threes and trees, 50 bag and 10 coolies, on the rocks
Aiyyo fuck all the props, that s my way, i m too hot to freeze
scoopin mad numbers