[Verse 1] These cubes in my ears kinda look like ice sickles Choppin' at a dime locked her in my phone as two nickles Fuck a 9 to 5 bro my job is to spit it lethal Swag is as young and used to ghost ride my tricycle Im so that shit and you so not it My flow nasty like a black light in a Motel 6 And if a bitch ain't trynna act right then I'm off...Learn More