you dnt no mehh like he do

ttyl boy u think u know me

but u jus know my name

jus like mehh and taye taye we could never be the same my flow hot my wrist frozed these

weak rapperz im killin those

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

Took me a while just to write those

It's hot down there, fuck that, bitch i'm hot as coals

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Kicking flows, pockets about as thick as singers on poles

Rappin' heat, you can fall defeat if you don't pay ya tolls