Softball to my head it's a free-for-all
I'm taking sick calls, not really huge ball
Standing along infront’ a stone wall
I said fuck this rap shit I’ll make em dance ho
But I'm with Pitfall, oh wait that's me
Running laps around you it's like a grand prix
I'm drinking herb tea, under a palm tree
But I can guarantee I live in 3D
What you all about I'm gonna break out
Blowing it all I'm gonna close out
I'm with the bros we at the cookout
You all just better move out, Of my way
Doing deals with the devil I'm getting sick paid
Turn it into doomsday
I don't think you know who I am but its okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Its a cashe, this shit is child’s play, I'm in the doorway
Hm~, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Its a cover up, yeah my buttercup
Doing all this shit, need a start up
I've been here since the beginning
Are you kidding? Bitch I'm winning
But I don't fuck with you
Talking all this shit check my revenue
Its a run through, keep on trying me bitch I'm brandnew