It's real cinematic right here
Roll out the red carpet for me
Uh, I don't know what I love more
This gun on grip, my chins on a lot
Full of cut off whips, they sick
I'm on a strip, if they want more snip
I can Van Damme the brick
What's the point of trying,
I wanted the gold and diamonds
How I pissed that they was thinking
I'm a G prick, on some G shit
When I get low I don't re -up, I remix
sittin' on some steep kicks
like they double -teamin' me
While I'm puffin' on that greenery,
what you need from me, I got it all
Ross rocks, off your block,
until I hear they go to cops
Boo is a fact, your Scooby is crack
This is blowin' that Scarface