I'm in Syracuse, I'm at the Family Dollar
Cashier getting mad at me, I just up and popped my collar
And I'm in the back, I'm working though, so if you need me, holler
Friday night in the synagogue and I was eating challah
I remember selling veggies at the gala
But I knew I was gonna be something since I was a toddler
Early in the gas station with ocky out here praising Allah
And I still put up 90 on the dashboard
Brodie looking at me like, what you going so fast for
I've been out the way, been really focusing on cash more
Brodie has no utensils at dinner, took the last fork
Guess you gotta use your damn hands, threw him in a trash can
Male people aren't nice, really, I'm the last man
Sitting around and doing nothing, that's a really trash plan
Don't creep on my Instagram, I'll get your ass banned
And I know what you did, I could get your ass canned
I'm in Europe, I'm drinking Americanos
Got an eye for the cheese, but I don't really like nachos
If it starts to rain, I got me a Louis V poncho
I was gonna call you back, but my phone's not working
Hitman doesn't care, he'll put the bros in hearses
And I'm not proud of it, back in the day, I stole some purses
Now I'm in the studio, you know I stole a lot of verses
Threw him in the ocean, you know we sent Brodie with urchins
Now the FBI's looking for 30 persons
Brodie's sitting at a green light, I'm screaming dirty curses
I done probably rapped 130 verses
Getting worms, you see how a birdie searches
I got flowers for somebody, I done made a flirty purchase
Yeah, that's all from me
Until next time