That's a Wrap

If this the end roll credits Might be wraps to the deep I'm headed I need my green like its fresh leaf lettuce And I love my dawgs like I got a foot fetish I been (ayo) spitting gas unleaded Heat up in my jeans I'm like that embedded Ain't no faking speak, what I said I meant it They ain't seen what I seen like an unread message I'm nice do better hoe Reach my pedestal Feeding and this beat seem so edible Feces me I been the shit impeccable No retreat I'm pass the point like decimals Reticle, throne imma snipe just hold scope You sleeping no mo, I'm on the go go Ya'll cuckoo like how you niggas go for coco More heat that 44's or 4 4 for 4's from wendy's And ya'll love fresh beef Feel like the sky got these niggas looking up at me And It's no pity for gritty niggas Pushing I go and get it She used to be hating now she on my body, Nike fitted I admit it, tongue tied licorice wristwatch I know some niggas who'd die to hit a lick on a wristwatch So get gone, I been on the clock bro tick tick And tick...oh...am I done I think it might be over for me I think it might be over for me(that's a wrap) I think it might be over for me I think it might be over, think it might be I think it might be over for me I think it might be over for me(that's a wrap) I think it might be over for me I think it might be over, think it might be