"Turn me up more on the headphones"
"Peace"
"Link up"
(Yea, SIN)
I just had scotch on the rocks with my Glock
Put it on the table while I'm blasting The Lox
You asking a lot
Paranoid dash from the cops I ain't going down bad like my pops
Middle of the street with a cup is my best pic
And I bleed with my heart on my sleeve, the best fit.
The best SIN
Is yet to be seen I'm reckless
I got drunk got behind that wheel, I wrecked it
(Uh)
The role model aka hoes follow
Got a homie that'll shut down the party he throw bottles
I throw emotions over beats and call it "Church"
SIN wylin' had to hit 'em where it hurts
Rhode Island that's my birthplace
Providence, south-side I'm on my way home passed 3rd base.
Get to the money and repeat... And then repeat
Y'all really idolizing sheep, it wasn't me
I'm really buzzing like the Bee's
Inaudible
Watch how you talk to me
The fuck you mean?!
Macallan sipper
30 shot gripper
And JiggyJus always said never rock slippers
Don't slip (Uh huh) Don't slip
Don't slip (Yea yea) Don't slip
(Yea, yo)
I'm often Ghost like Whoopi and Patrick
I'm really in the game you can't whoop me in practice
I look at fame like the woodiest casket
Like Amy died tryna' escape all the madness
I come alive, had to sprinkle a classic
You stressing, took 2 minutes to kill a Backwood
My Grabba wrapped with precision
The rap villain
They say corny shit to me like "stop sinning"
(Uh)
I tell a stand-up comic to have a seat
You know I'm sick, I spit, I got you vomiting next to me
It's your favorite rapper again
The one with all the flows
I turn a double entendre to triple you never know
This is soul from sincere, sincerely, SIN
It got quiet outside so they could hear me win
Don't slip, Don't slip
Don't slip (Yea yea) Don't slip