[Lyric] Original Rasta (Lee Drilly)

[Verse]
How I never got touched and be talkin' that shit
'Cause word to my [?], I walk with that bit'
I slide on their block, then we hawkin that bitch
Or you ridin' for her, you can fall with that bitch
I'm not havin' the [?] you can throw up that shit
And after I hit, I'm not callin' that bitch
Spin the block with a chop, until one in that shit
I ain't tryna get booked, I ain't postin' that shit
That's him right there
Clickin', never play the opps in a fuction, gettin' lit
He can be shootin' but missin' shit
I hit the [?]
[?] go booked for an innocent
Show name, but they know we're kickin' it
Ain't no more pandemic or pandemic, pandemic, kickin' it
New opp, where they at? Just to see his fait
Right before he diеd, shoulda seen his face
Put him at his [?]
I put him in a blunt, they put him on a chain
Nevеr said that [?] shit, ain't been the same
Smokin' lil Lucas, get back gang
Rah Rah, damage [?] through the grave
[?]
[?]