5-7 lines u spit frst
5-7 lines u spit frst
206 son rememba the name my flows so hot theyll scorch brain// but i aint the type to fight n i noe dudes that aint afraid to spark tha metal rite// n they b shootin n jackin u up they leave u like christmas presents they b rappin u up// i aint sell drugs but im tha dopest man n u is done so u hopless man// n yes tha kid is worthy n tha flow stay classic like throw back jerseys.