T-R-A-P
Need P
A-P-P-O
No time for the
I found it all G-A-Ts

S-T-R-A-Ps
R-O-double L-Y
I don't wanna see a man die
I don't wanna see a man cry
Let's hope to God there sky

But I doubt it though

Hype its dough
Everybody

Watch it brace
Still good for more than some race
Sip juice go rave in a
Back to the blocks with the crumbs and the grains

Boy better know I'm not a bullsh*tter
Too many sideman not enough winners
YGs hungry not enough

They're no killers

But I've never been a sideman like Smithers x2


Tell them come