My white customs off, faints clients, Hilary Duff, pad is enough, to get touched inside of the Hate Riots
Face Pradas like Balkian true romance, explore the kilos are back in scores and watered for pole dances
Angels froze, saw me in the Nine Challenger with the black stripes, sunk in storage bitch I'mma marry ya, bless to HaShem
Military study is so hard, county and 38s to customs minus the crowbar
My Hebrew Coven, keep the brown bags in the oven, fuck rap I got Farragut Road I serve the public
I Eli Porter I spaz and my grimace says I'm runnin' shit, there ain't no underground just pussy and actors
Fake militants, in gimmicks I be closin' your chapter
Ralph Avenue faggot you could catch me by the Milky Way
Coppin' Dutches and Eddie, you can catch me by the Milky Way, Gore and Calig, exmortis blow off your wig
Hit your fitted 26 times and see if you live, single head, sent Elos out of your town
You in the back of the Belt Parkway, head not found!