I let you know you dealing with dogs
Dimes in my socks the pigs watching like hawks
Don’t pay as much for socks
Fuckin' up my gold pots
Well, that trait matches rap just as well as socks do with sandals
Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups
Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box
Walkin my ass to school with mismatched socks
Swash buckled with pirates
And shrimp might run and tell the pigs
Tryin not to feel hative as i sob, lobbin shit at me like fuckin monkeys, damn junkies,
Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
Stop the clock and take their watches, cop 'em, got no shoes or socks,
They tell you killing is bad but chimps eat monkeys too; i'm a gorilla
All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga
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