3rd Person

Bo Chapo (uh-uh, uh)

The one and only

Big Creature

What else?

It's stretch gang

Heavy press gang (press)

If this was a multiple choice test

More or less, D, all the above

Let them select James (Boldy blocks)

Finessed all of my plugs 'fore the connect came (been known)

Had the Audemar flooded

Did the Patek plain

Was fuckin' Hollywood bitches

Now I'm on to my next fling

The best thing about it all is how I'm zest clean

With thirty foot tall ceilings wakin' up on the west wing

Had to meet Cheen on the East

Off Hubbard and Met

Told me when he OT

Pull up on G or gon' bump into smack (bro bro)

Besides this, ain't been on shit

Tryna run up the racks

Look at my whip

I ain't copped this with no money from rap

You never cooked or whipped the 'caine

Took a brick from a lame

Niggas ain't puttin' in no pain

Nobody slid yet (why not?)

Who really pressin'?

Niggas snitchin', should've said less (nerd)

2:27', realest niggas out the midwest

What else? (what else?)

They never even seen my face in person (oh, man)

Told a statement to them people

Wrote his name in cursive

Got him in line, but my pieces willin' to take it further

All of the charges that I beat would only make it worse (swear to God)

How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (I did)

How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (uh)

My daughter and my son need me, so I can't desert 'em (what else?)

How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (uh-uh, let's get it)

Not to mention, in dedication

I done saved lives

On two different separate occasions

I was grazed twice (God bless)

Wish I could say the same for him

He couldn't catch a break (tried)

He hesitated, now that nigga in a better place (amen)

They knew as soon as I got out

They always actin' friendly (skrrt)

He boostin' on his body count

I call him Captain Planet

Tellin' turtle, that ain't my gun

Somebody had to plant it

Learned from the last run to, never take the bag for granted

Broke Aunt Denise a fifty piece

She wanted half a gram (I got you)

They come and get their fix from me

I'm like a trap mechanic (pull up)

My plug from Argentina (bueno)

His bro was half Hispanic (Pedro)

Threw me a ki' for a feature, want me to rap in Spanish (yeah)

Front my right hand the pack (ayy)

Because he slap the hardest

Hit me with a block of china white

I had to Jackie Chan it (skrrt)

That Rolls hoggin' up two lanes

Where I had to park it (do it)

Can't put no stock clips on my glicko

This bitch aftermarket, it's on

They never even seen my face in person (oh, man)

Told a statement to them people

Wrote his name in cursive

Got him in line, but my pieces willin' to take it further

All of the charges that I beat

Would only make it worse (swear to God)

How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (I did)

How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (uh)

My daughter and my son need me, so I can't desert 'em (what else?)

How many times you think that you can get away with murder? (uh-uh, let's get it)