out there with that crossfit shit
nigga done bought holyfield crib
this nigga think he the champ
holyfield must have left a belt in that bitch for him
i'm so in love with the trap
i bought a house 'cross the street
quarter key got me livin' like i'm don king
don't make me hit you 'cross your head
runnin' off with all your things
and i don't give a fuck what pussy niggas say
michelangelo of this trap game
traded fifteen pounds of mid for a half a thing
turned that midget to a brick
i don't get my dick sucked
they locked my woe up last week
these niggas know they pussy
talkin' bout they robbin'
these niggas out here starvin'
i'm the thrilla in manila
my cousin certified killer
that came down from the lord
every night i hear those aks like a fuckin' voice. hallelujah
momma screamin' hallelujah"