Oleg's Flight

This is dedicated to you the halfway crook

Pokin' bitches on

Facebook

Same lame get his chain took

I throw flames let his frame cook

Glad bags and black mags is the season

Motherfucker I don't get mad, I get even

Burnin' the devils, let us out the Garden of Eden

20 deep in the park, pardon my heathens

We all here, Grizzy Gang playing your pallbearers

I support the right to arm bears

Long stares, I'll lift you out your lawn chair, nigga

Better keep 'em calm when the Don's near

This is cloud rap off a loud pack

Committin' foul acts wit' a wild batch

A game havin', chain snatchin'

Crime figures, you know, my niggas

Fuckin' wit'?? thugs out to get scratch like a lottery ticket

Never stoppin' my mission, nigga, uh

This is dedicated to you the halfway crook

Pokin' bitches on

Facebook

Same lame get his chain took

It's only logic that I gotta be the motherfuckin' man

If you could empathize with me then you would understand

That I'm an over achiever, a born leader

That was taught to never ever leave the house without a heater

And for the dearly departed, pour out a couple liters

And let 'em sink in the cement

Niggas said that I graduated from schemin', well, maybe not

Still California Dreamin', a parking lot full of Impalas and Beamers

A couple yachts, bitches swallowin' my semen

Shoe box full of dollars for no reason

I'm a problem best believe it

Vomit like I'm bulimic over somethin' supersonic

Kinda rhymin' procedures, ironic

My competition's just a bunch of juniors, Cuba Goodings???, in fact life is Russian Roulette

Only way to win, if you do it to death

It's F