This is a song about "You got it"

Bitch you should see my wallet

You got 1 shot don't blow it

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

To bad dummy you ain't got skills to back it up with

And you cannot control blocks, 'cuz i got tyranny, kick it,

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

You cocky ass nigga, you got flow, thats it

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

They fasting they won't leave me ate

You thought you got it made

You tricked it, the blast, you got out with a spell cast

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

If you want it i got it

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Got secrets? you spew it.