 If I roll it down, it will combust into a blue flame Bloom gang bangin' whole crew slain Body in a suitcase, polo body bag full of bootlegs Two, two-faced shit, stick a duck at your cheek Layin' goose eggs, two fangs, growin' out of two-deck Tie me up like a shoestring, let the noose hang Out of my box, I need a new fright To be the cherry ain't got a pocket full of fruitcake Bruce Wayne won the big, but fuck me, I'll probably give you somethin' free Honey, surround me, then ride me, cause I'm buzzin' like I'm a bumblebee Most of my raps, because we're talking shit I'm racing my lungs, I'm the rich, but I'm the weak