Yuh, Nic Steez, Nic Steez, woah
Man f*ck all that fake rap shit
I hit the gas and I take off like I'm ridin' on a rocket ship
I gotta blast on these bitches if I hear about a scholarship
I'm on yo ass for the payoff I got thirty in a pocket clip
I'm comin' fast on a pussy if he really wanna holler shit
I be like X, aye
He was workin' hard, he was droppin' shit
Then he came a legend
So a pussy when and shot a kid
See through the glass people get to killin' soon as they see hotter shit
And he ain't last only safe way in this world is to be moderate
Shit got me mad people droppin' over jealousy and ecstasy
Like what's a dad? No role models cause apparently it's best for me
But shit I'm glad eighteen years no cap yeah it was just a test 'a me
I don't get sad kept the bottles poppin got a bitch to better me
I do the dash on the police they ain't got a shot at catchin' me
And that's a fact in the shitty doin' donuts that's another fee
I'm countin' cash with the rollies you can't see me no photography
Don't get attached gettin' kitty showin' titties no pornography
I hit the gas, aye, aye
I hit the gas, oh, oh
I hit the gas, aye, aye
I hit the gas, oh, oh
I ain't gonna lie
That mumble rap shit is hard though
Haha