He hit you with the thirty three my brother don't miss Man it's that double T like it was me you gonna get hit These niggas mask up like its quarantine they think that I'm sick My canine chase 'em and she bite 'em so he whining like bitch okay Hop into Dorothy riding with Dree We switching the lanes at a hundred and three I'm slowing it down I don't fuck with police Cuz if I get got then I'm going to flee I'm going to flee man I'm going to dip Looks to me like there's to much on my chip They loving the samples they loving the flips They shoving to see me they think I'm the shit I been plotting I been watching why these pussy niggas flodging I been dodging all these Watchers cuz they Marvel when they saw us I been traumatizing niggas since they think that can fuck with me Socialize with real niggas I don't hang with no wannabes Why you making excuses my nigga go do it Taking advice and you don't even use it Looking back now nigga think that he stupid Act like a bitch cuz he wan be included You want inclusion nigga acting like an Outkast Making GhettoMusick while these niggas make my art last