Something About You

[Verse 1]
I hear the chatter, roll the chronic like it doesn't matter
Given the lesser of two evils, always chose the later
I'm raising hell until it's heaven, I spit the here and after
Niggas ain't fucking with me, partner, I'm the fear factor
You fudge packers want to [whine, I?] don't fuck with rappers
I led my team to the top, bitch, I'm the stair master
I get my green off the top, bitch I'm a lawn tractor
They don't make them like me no more, I'm Studebaker packing
And yeah I'm looking at you, you niggas looking scared
Long tailed cats in the room full of rocking chairs
Rocking airs, knocking squares, niggas know the mission
Well the shit I be spitting is as hard as hillbilly hand fishing
Went with my ambition as a writer, [now?] a writer to inspire
Set a fire on a roll like [leotired?]
Been a (?), we got higher, we got flyer
My attire with the street brands, we need brand
They can not fuck with me, fam

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Flamboyant nigga, big L roller
Angel on my right, devil on my left shoulder
I used to roll doja, now I roll over
To exotic weed and women this is horticulture
Import a pair of loafers, screaming fuck your sofa nigga
Deuce bag, asshole flow toast a nigga