Hi my name is bob and i work at my job
Fake niggas get cold-cocked, twenties on the stove top,
But now i'm on top of bodies, so who is the fool?
Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule
The fourth one, i like to kick around
On top of the world but underground
On top of the game and had the whole shit flattened
A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust
Livin on decks that hit the top floor
You see i gotta go to war
Block the pass, we on top/
Well man i do the yacht
No cadillac, no perms, you can't see
I don't think it's right when the dogs come to pee
Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box
I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,
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