Rick Fox

Swag by the ounce, I could sell it by the ziplock Funny nigga think he got stripes, oh you Chris Rock Closet of full of kicks, on the strip wearing flip flops I'ma trap this bitch out, make a pit stop Caught you looking at the wrist watch Big rocks, thought he was a pimp, oh he Rick Fox Ice with the cream, these Dip Dots Slipknot, take him off the map, this gridlock No AC's in the bando, Marlon Brando I'm the Godfather Soprano Going commando, chilling on the coast in sandals Forty in the duffle, what's the most you can handle Noah with his turn on the Ark Used to see the fiends high off sherm in the park McKenzie wit the whiskey Chugging on a bottle, if it's empty then I'm tipsy Drunk in Poughkeepsie Pack blunts, Like a sack lunch, he dead man Act up, get em smacked up, now he Redman Had to hustle from the jump If the rain came through, we had to shuttle on the bus Full circle winner, I know these niggas bitter That's a penny for your thoughts I'm in the hood with the killers, and hundred dollar billers Fuck with me and you get chalked Swag by the ounce, I could sell it by the ziplock Funny nigga think he got stripes, oh you Chris Rock Closet of full of kicks, on the strip wearing flip flops I'ma trap this bitch out, make a pit stop Caught you looking at the wrist watch Big rocks, thought he was a pimp, oh he Rick Fox Ice with the cream, these Dip Dots Slipknot, take him off the map, this gridlock When it comes to coffins I'm running out of my closet space Still get pulled over often but tell the officers they're on tape Was tryina take her on a date before head, but she couldn't wait She got her pussy but it's part of my hair so I feel like drake Had extra lemons and made lemonade and it taste like Minute Maid And still get love on holidays from the women he didn't save I've been away But I'm wondering who you're calling a snake Cause she in love with Trae but she'll bust it open for Chase This girl telling me slow my pace even though she fried And if she runs outta that weed in her safe she won't stay inside Trae really means three and I really won't say it twice She loves my statements so much her masturbation may coincide Man, fuck I'm supposed to do I'm laying in bed with a hypocrite But the head is so elite we should at least be friends with benefits Roll a joint like my ligaments I love her if she cinnamon Outta bars like I'm Eminem Counting cards like a pendulum Swag by the ounce, I could sell it by the ziplock Funny nigga think he got stripes, oh you Chris Rock Closet of full of kicks, on the strip wearing flip flops I'ma trap this bitch out, make a pit stop Caught you looking at the wrist watch Big rocks, thought he was a pimp, oh he Rick Fox Ice with the cream, these Dip Dots Slipknot, take him off the map, this gridlock