And im sure, that flew over your head/
Kick back and know yo son set
But she's a good cook and supporter
Can't keep up, get your liters in order
Im a head hunter with targets on every head
And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red
Whether it's white or violet
Platinum and gold, you gots to love that
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
White boy rappin' not an impossibility
Keep losing my way
"damn, watch that white boy play."
Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books
Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion
That's why i make my raps deep like the whole fucking atlantic ocean!
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