Baby Powder

When they concentrated cocaine and made it into crack
 What they couldn't eliminate was that depressive let down
 That occurs when you stop using cocaine
 What cocaine does is it boasts your ego
 It makes you feel good about yourself
 It allows you to function at a higher level
 (You know what I'm saying)
 Red AMG GT with the beak
 The V was looking like a Tahitian treat
 The Tech-9 was beneath the seat
 Check the time on the Patek Philippe
 I bust the check it was sweet as nectarine
 Stepped on the Ki's, did the pepper seed
 We stretched 10 to 17, a fled for 10 speed of Ben Ferencz
 Connect with the team of Medellin
 Cream soda mixed with codeine
 I cracked the code like Keanu Reeves
 The numbers in the binary, lime green
 That's all I see (That's all I see boy)
 I'm aligning my Ch'i
 You on the mic' lying through oversized teeth
 It's all cap, you probably missed that
 I'm copping VVs, you tryna be sneaky
 Lean on Prada beanie, I feel like Adebesi
 Piña coladas in Waikiki, shit got kinky
 Thick redbone riding me like Pinky
 She thinking I'm Ryan Philippe
 For real, they even been feeling me in the Philippines
 I'm feeling pleased
 The industry is a pyramid scheme, a den of thieves
 The dinner isn't free, we had to 50 piece that Embassy suites
 Whether there's chicken, there's plenty grease
 Got it out the mud, boy
 We're gonna get it hustling drugs or by gunpoint
 We up some points
 Got a couple young sluts up at Hunter's point
 Making a bunch of noise
 You bum niggas stunk up the joint
 The funk too pungent to cover it up with a joint
 What a joy (What up playboy)
 What a joy
 Yo, shoot first ask questions later
 The trainers is made out of alligator
 It ain't for later, congratulate us
 Spray your brain up like some S-Curl activator
 Then get back to the paper
 The face on the Piguet is half a glacier
 You might be mistaken for steak 'um
 You're a light beef
 All the neighbors heard the gunfire was the tire screech
 Any guy say he's flyer than me, it's a reach
 Don't tear an oblique and a hamstring
 We don't eat ham king
 Where I'm from hammers ring
 Can't be mishandling things
 I'm not a square but yet my hands is clean
 Cotton candy minks, Miami links
 Never let an outsider know what the family thinks
 Hand me my drink
 Bitch you're not even my speed
 My product gave the fiends highbeams
 I just kick it while my haters watch on IG (Watch me)
 These shades are 8 or 9 Gs
 Stay away from the biters like it's the HIV
 Check the doppelgangers for fake ID
 Yeah, Kill-Tec come with a shell mess (Shell mess)
 I ain't met a real threat yet (Threat yet)
 Though we not from the same wood or thread
 Like BB King said, the drill is dead
 Niggas hit a thread get 'em to flip the bag (Flip the bag)
 Digging his ass, I got shit on my hands (Shit on my hands)
 Niggas is fans rocking Billy Vans (Billy Vans)
 Spray 30, swerving the dirty fan (Come on motherfucker)
 Kill-Tec come with a shell mess (Uh)
 I ain't met a real threat yet
 Though we not from same wood or thread
 Like BB King said, the drill is dead
 Niggas hit a thread get 'em to flip the bag
 Digging his ass, I got shit on my hands
 Niggas is fans rocking Billy Vans
 Spray 30, swerving the dirty fan