Keep off the Grass

All these faking motherfuckers never true to they craft
 My style it give you boost just like a shoe to that ass
 Smoke the drug, got the the Krug and in the glass
 Nice socks, switch foot, Asian hooker and she fluent in math
 James Brown shoes, the H-town groove
 Big body slide through it like the Greyhound move
 Ain't no rocking me to sleep, baby, you ain't that smooth
 You want a sucker and I ain't that dude
 I'm 'bout the money
 Know when you hear me always hit you with the raw rhythm
 You look confused and out of focus; autism
 Ain't no developmental problems on this, I kid
 Just big whips and chicks with big lips and thick thighs
 My people flip pies, and quick to flick knives
 Take the laziest shorty and take a quick dive
 Paint a struggle how my motherfucking clique rides
 Quit babysitting hit this spliff before the shit dies
 Bitch
 I'm looking crispy like a chicken cutlet
 Warm wishes, get rich before I kick the bucket
 Know that Bronson's eating supper
 Hoping the gun don't jam like Smuckers
 Weed inside the Mason jar, leaning like racing car
 Papa shine gold, the monster in your mother's bed
 Blunt of regs, and some lead turn the gutter red
 7-40 [?] snitches, with butter left
 11 dollars worth of bounty on your brothers head
 You know the scent YSL and some good smoke
 I'm on the top she on the bottom like footnote
 Jet head cover my head
 New Yorker born and raised, so I'm repping 'til I'm dead
 Galaxy of Queens most diverse in the world
 Live in my borough
 Albanian father ran into my Jewish mother
 Swept her feet probably laid her on the blueish cover
 Now I'm here see me fresher than the newest summer
 Fuck, faggot, pussy