Yeah, look... Me and sos? we from two different walks of life usually we understand theres a problem we don't talk to vice the watch is yellowy-green thas sum awkward ice I never signed for a mill' but been offered twice I'm awful nice, lyrics that I often write Spyin no talent rappers to get off the mic And I could pick you up from work when you get off the night drop you at the house soon as you get off the pike, man I flow so cool like autumn nights When I body this, tell me if the coffin's light but don't try and tell me that a dolphins white mislead drake that is not at all polite It's a shame cause that's how the biz goes Imagine if these other niggas flop and his blows Bet I get a co-sign somethin like no time They'll be trynna sub a nigga in like Quizno's
All I need is sum weight, my scale, sum money for bail A lil booth at the club for the whole cartel nigga my drink, my smoke, a bird on E And somethin heavy on my waist man I'm easy to please I need my moms, my pa, a bottle of cliqua the whole ATF you kno who we are.. my women, my money, and leave me the keys of somethin fast and I'm good man I'm easy to please
