Intro (feat. SLIMEY MATIC)

Barley getting started this the intro Sipping on the juice I'm mixing that shit with Calypso On the golden gate I'm cruising up in San Francisco If I had a bitch than I would never have no Indo Hoeing bitches out and I ain't even gotta tip toe Throwing bitches out I'm finna kick em out on skid row Princess with the peaches I'm a player like Nintendo I be moving too fast they can't hop up on my tempo Top-floor, pent-house, get ya top off That's a bland ass sandwich, where the hot sauce? How the f*ck is you a crack-head but got no rocks? These hoes sucking dick for employment, they ain't got no job Feels like I had to go and sacrifice almost everything They sacrificing all these dreams, just to flex a diamond ring Been fighting demons everyday I'm stepping in the ring Dodging all these bullets feel like MJ watch the way I lean Better do the right thing like you Spike Lee Hot summer day, she finna slurp me like a icy Jedi mind tricks finna to tap in to her psyche Kept it real from the jump, you said I'm capping that's unlikely I like cooking up on synths like I'm Mike Dean Running to the check, so that's the reason I wear Nikes World full of evil, so my fit be hella slimey Tap in with me Emma cause I heard you fucking like me We got a SLIME, a Tricky, a Young, a blicky I just hop up on these beats, and start straight up shitting F*ck a hoe there's plenty Stage diving off henny Feds tryna get me Yo bitch think I'm sexy These niggas straight pussy Bitches still looking At how a nigga walk, and how I dance, and how I'm juggin I'm running down her throat like my penis is Robitussin Got her bud for free so she fuckin and suckin