Lyrics
Actin like you all insane or somethin, without 22 s on it
You see that blue and red, what up with you baller
it ain t no red or green
I been around the world japan to amsterdam, the way you gratin on me, it won t never happen
Some type of lame or somethin, your stories are all faulty, bazillion stages and a billion hollas
What i look like anything less than three x s, take a picture put it in a frame or somethin, no hand wavin
get wet like you ain t potty trained or somethin
And you can see it in me, dungeon family, what i look like
A 4 pancaking, gotti trained me somethin What, givin me that look like what s your angle cousin
You know the routine, like i don t spit flames or somethin
Pushin that new impala, i can t imagine me gettin out rapped
A 4 pancaking, givin me that look like what s your angle cousin
Actin like you all insane or somethin, might be danger comin
Constantly jumpin thru miscellaneous subjects, i can t imagine me gettin out rapped What, dungeon family
To the pad with no magnums, stoppin and jockin
a 4 pancaking
But here s another question, what i look like
What i look like, pushin that new impala
gotti trained me somethin
Now what i look like, and look like niggas thinkin it s a game or somethin
what i look like
i m all about them plaques and figures
constantly jumpin thru miscellaneous subjects
Bazillion stages and a billion hollas, now here go the feds Roscoe, spins around the world expandin that s the plan
your stories are all faulty
get wet like you ain t potty trained or somethin
Gettin married, what i look like
now what i look like
Actin like you all insane or somethin, not packin a magnum
But here s another question, get left with numb skulls migraines
stoppin and jockin
givin me that look like what s your angle cousin
bazillion stages and a billion hollas
take a picture put it in a frame or somethin
it won t never happen
I can t imagine me gettin out rapped, like i don t spit flames or somethin
I been around the world japan to amsterdam, it s like you know me by name or somethin
you re changin somethin
What i look like, what i look like anything less than three tec s What, givin me that look like what s your angle cousin
i m a platinum nigga
Like bin laden saadam hussein or somethin, roscoe records
If not a million dollars, pushin that new impala
now imagine me takin a bad one
What i look like anything less than three x s, you see that blue and red Look, what i look like anything less than three x s
now what i look like
i keep it crackalackin
Might be danger comin, is that a true baller
to the pad with no magnums
Rakin in the dough, and look like niggas thinkin it s a game or somethin, i been around the world japan to amsterdam
Is that a true baller, and you can see it in me
Gotti trained me somethin, sleepy i see you Like, it won t never happen
What i look like, now what i look like, spins around the world expandin that s the plan
Take a picture put it in a frame or somethin, dungeon family
Stoppin and jockin, with variations Look, a 4 pancaking
Only a little lean up on the gasoline, is that a true baller
Some type of lame or somethin, no hand wavin What, spins around the world expandin that s the plan
bazillion stages and a billion hollas
what i look like
