This is a song about "Fleur de lis"

Give me the mic, my de-vice, that i utilise, write these lines, that'll be

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

Fif-tee /nine times till ya de-ceased/ im sick son new form of disease/

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

Concha de tu madre bitch don't touch my fuckin mota

Without no reasonable doubt y'all was all on the sofa

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace