Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire
I show many gimmicks yeah, but im a mystical rhymer, call me a big timer,
Smoke ? you know it taste good
But still they call me the hypocrite,
You after me, huh? i'm after cash
A crook they call me a psychopath
I'm supersonic that's what they call me
Fuck that now trying get the money
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
So for now on you call me "big dad-dy"
Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby
I'm big boss,that's why they wanna kill me
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