Aye what
Yeah thats that flame shit
And i dont want apart of it unless you got some papers
Got some phrases that I wanna get up off my chest
Blunts more loaded than my nine spraying through your vest
I dont have no sex, and i dont smoke no weed
But I'm bumping dr dre blazing chronic in secrecy
I cant hang with any common soul
My vibe is inmortal there's no way you can kill it hoe
They wanna f*ck with the clique
I'm coming off the shit, spit
With the semi flow, thats how im gonna rip it
Off the scene, that's how it goes
You chose to view the show
I'm sipping that syrup in slo mo