Yee, yee, Sophie, 2015, real nigga shit DJ Blunted on the beat, niggas in space shit ya'll know what it is.
Drive through the hood, cause i bring the food stacking keys with the G's niggas know what's good. Don't let me catch you flexin' cause my skills are perplexing you go down in seconds when i start my correcting bitch please you're projecting your life i'll be ending and your money i'll be spending your girl i'll be banging your career i'll be hanging. Cause Sophie kills on the beat i came from streets, ready to do the deed. make you feel the heat, like the cops won't be satisfied till a nigga drops and the guns go pop still smoking that rock, still got the 9 inch cock still don't give a fuck worth more than a buck or at leastst a dime when i rhyme i always make it in time never agreed with what's yours is mine, gonna take what i want till the greed is calmed stopped your squad with ten kilowats of rhyming excellence, i may sound arrogant, acting like i wrote the testaments like the Moses gonna bring the pestilence with all malevolence. Like the wrath of God nigga fuck what you got, Sophie doesn't give a fuck you're just an afterthought soon to be forgot. you got no potential to be unlocked you ain't my counterpart, better rethink the journey on which you have embarked.
Picking up the little ladies. Sophie looking like slim shady. Play the game like Tom Brady Always going even when its raining And if you try shit it's my yard where you be laying.
I'm like the law cause Sophie is mandatory, rape: only statutory my verses are explanatory my skills another category make a nigga trip cause i'm hallucinatory straight from purgatory straight up satan shit while i tape another hit and counterfeit to enrich my dictatorship while i'm on the mothership while rub another clit, of some underage pussy they can't be bushy, love the smell of sushi, little lolis so cushy never pushy. Wear lots of cologne i'm the Mafia call me Capone order hits via telephone while i play the xylophone Sophie is well known full of homegrown testosterone, now for the chorus scream it through a megaphone.
Picking up the little ladies. Sophie looking like slim shady. Play the game like Tom Brady Always going even when its raining And if you try shit it's my yard where you be laying.
