Syrup in the sound case (Ah)
You know who run shyt (We do), kilo rappers unzipped (Oh)
I mean, they probably did somethin', but they ain't done this (Haha)
They shot the plug whip
He died in the parking lot, with like a hundred bricks (Brr, brr)
I got the news, was out in Paris, it fukked up my trip (Dang)
Like, why he couldn't get killed after the drop-off? (Haha)
We got the Maybach truck outside the Mondrian
They like, "You doin' cocaine numbers with that vinyl, huh?" (We is)
Yeah, bytch, I took that wax and went Daniel Son (Woo)
I dove head first in the blocks
Had the bread stuffed in a box, flame so hot, I dropped the pot