Steph Curry E

It's been tracked. M1 on the beat. I was using a blender. Whip. Next summer, I was driving a Benzo. Whip, whip. All night on a bender. Sweet one on my bed when I get home. Come here. On the top floor baking. Only cats them come to the end zone. Friend's mom was a crackhead. We was pissed when she sold the Nintendo. Fuck. Bro, dare you don't wanna see my friend Though. Got two AMs on a skeng though. My young boy wanna get stripes, so they fill Up the tank with petrol. Fill Rat squad on a big bike, gotta send 'em out front on the end though. Nyom. I play the wings with broski. But I let score first, that's friend goals. Got a gyal in my DMs tweaking. 'Cause right now, me and bae ain't speaking. They just wanna come 'round for the cheating. Hello? She'll be back on the Wasps by the Weekend. Sorry. I can't get paid monthlies. I need daily bread when I'm eating. Get it. 'Cause I like to keep the lights On. And the water in my taps stay leaking. Drip. I got the right jab and the left Hook. KO. I got the right bars and the Best hooks. I got the one-offs and the best Looks. Slam dunk, Russell Westbrook. Westbrook. Who put me on flame? I'm burning. Aight. Got me and the bando still swerving. Muay Thai, two eyes on the curtains. Hand on the rock, Kyrie Irving. Skills. Two packs in the car in a hurry. Let's Tryna do up B. I. G 'fore I'm buried. Big house on the hill for my mummy. Long range shooter, step with Curry. Young bull stay close to the iron. Close. Bigger than me, got called in Zion. Uh. That what you say. And if I tilt my head, it'll fry 'em. I was using a Benzo. Skrrt. Got bae, jumped back in the blender. I'm a real South Ender. And probation know I'm a member. Aight. I send a private caller. Man down, they don't know who the sender. Thick knife, Valyrian steel. Get sliced if you're gone 'til November. And these streets done raised us ruthless. All the teachers told us we're useless. One day, I was watching Clueless. Next day, it was bricks and deuces. Next Eyes out for a Judas. I swing loosey and show you 'bout looseness. R. I. P. Nipsey. I do the sprint Like Chris, like A busie. Nyom. Samuel Jackson. Nick Fury, I send in the troopers. Uh. Rat squad couldn't move us. Tryna boot down something in boot cuts. Twenty-five in my Levi's. And my guys been down since knee-high. High. Tell them boy behave. 'Fore something get stung in they beehive. I got the right jab and the left hook. KO. I got the right bars and the best Hooks. I got the one-offs and the best looks. Slam dunk, Russell Westbrook. Who put me on flame? I'm burning. Aight. Got me and the bando still swerving. Muay Thai, two eyes on the curtains. Hand on the rock, Kyrie Irving. Skills. Two packs in the car in a hurry. Let's Tryna do up B. I. G 'fore I'm buried. Big house on the hill for mummy. Long range shooter, step with Curry. Ha. Young bull stay close to the iron. Close. Bigger than me, got called in Zion. That what you say. And if I tilt my Head, it'll fry 'em.