[Lyric] Unknown caller (Underground Identity)

[Verse 1:]
Ay, iced out, bit my chain, Logang
He a no name (no), he got no brain (no)
He just hit a couple shots, but he got no aim (no)
Smoking propane, in my own lane
I ain't changed (no), bitch, still the old me
Ball like Kobe, you don't know me (you don't know me)
He just keeps taking vision, like it's post me
Sipping codeine, never lonely
I stay hoagie, they rapping phony
He got smoked like a swisher
I won't kiss her, bans bigger
I been sipping on that lean
Sipping liquor, laid back, had to push up the scene
Pull forward, Dan, 2 liter
Drop a tube, then drop my damn stickers
Yeah bitch, she was saying a twiggеr
Hit her once, now I treat hеr like a stranger
You a hater, I ain't a gang-banger
Talking crazy, to yourself, in a dangger
You a player (Player, player), I'm a prayer
That bitch was talking shit, I'mma have to play her
I'm a baller, I won't call her
Money coming in, unknown caller
Poppa collar, pop a tag
Money coming in, I'm tryna chase another bag
Sippin' lean, this shit turning to a habit
Swerve in traffic, that shit's tragic
I'm a shooter, so you know I won't pass it
Man hepatic, build another show, felt like Patrick
Ain't that quick, pull up to the potty, all my homies spazzing
On my whip, I might just crash it
Crip a hundred bands, on this mothafucking paddick
No, you ain't touch a 100 bands ever in your life
Money coming in, more than in your life time
I might cut his fucking lifetime
I be spitting all these bars, these are white rhymes
Money coming in, like the presidential lifeline
Look at time on this motherfucking watch, bitch
Better motherfucking watch this (watch this)