Bless The Booth (Freestyle) lyrics

Ever since a youngin been a bad muthaf*cker, now I’m out in New York ballin hard at the Wyckoff, Benjamin's on my plate money hungry whats for supper, run up on the Glock poof yeah you know wassup ugh, big straps on me like I’m G I Joe I be dripping double g’s from my head to my toes, bankroll on me and you know it can’t fold, all this got damn gold I’m a young pharaoh, yeah Glock or Big Glock or Glizzock yeah, you still get popped ugh, same sh*t ugh, no lame sh*t ugh, lane switch yeah, watch this ugh, yeah brand new Pattek ugh, I had to have it ugh, and its splashy ugh, yeah its tragic ugh, ballin like I’m magic ugh, been plenty yeah, Shaq ugh have heart attacks with these racks damn, dead mans in my pocket ugh, ballin is a hobby put my di*k in hoes esophagus, ouh I get broccoli, splashing hoes chocolate, ouh dark chocolate Jamaican b*tch she thick as sh*t, young n*gga superstar, ballin real hard, I don’t give a f*ck about a n*gga or a broad ugh, I just hustle hard do my job and play my cards ugh, on some king sh*t and yous a little bitty boy