Dizzy (Explicit)

Damn why they hating on me

I know that they waiting on mine

I love all the faking homie

But i aint really fuck with sline

Fuck all the faking homie

Yeah i ain't really got time

I'm already up a round

Call up my dread-homie

I spin like dizzy, and you can not go straight

I ride like drizzy all up on p-wave

I fly like lizzy, i'm going M.I.A

Im so damn busy, she all upon my face

You drawing a picture, i don't get the mimic, all of these niggas they copy and send it

Flow is so good, i could go and sell it

I know everything so who is you telling

Stacking my bread with all of the flower

Checking my debit i might build a tower

Shit i'm getting paid like every hour

Im getting money i got superpowers, yeah, yeah

I be on a wheelchair, you be in the cab

trynna fuck with bad bitches now they on my lap

All because the fame hits, we gon get the strap

Shit so fast im running sixty on the dash

All up on my dash, i got four hunnid cash

Trynna get relaxed but they keep on running back

I got hella blood homies running back to back

Ask my nigga Mewael he say he play quarter back

Damn why they hating on me

I know that they waiting on mine

I love all the faking homie

But i aint really fuck with sline

Fuck all the faking homie

Yeah i ain't really got time

I'm already up a round

Call up my dread-homie

I spin like dizzy, and you can not go straight

I ride like drizzy all up on p-wave

I fly like lizzy, i'm going M.I.A

Im so damn busy, she all upon my face