This is a song about "Fuckin wit a rizza sippin off a shizza"

Fuck wit lil b heres a molotov

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Walk wit a waddle, like daffy duck

Cuz i combat combatants wit a flurry movements

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

I took a pen a fucked a notebook wit it,

Stick up weezy wit a thumbtack straight fact,

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Where i from, it get cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Im a nigga wit a couple magic tricks up his sleeve