rodrick heffley (snippet) lyrics

This that hard punk, Rodrick Heffley
On this backwood, talkin sh*t
300 black out, light up the city
Pop in the yacht, but too many tinted
Smoking that artichoke, she know that art of choke
f*ck allat talkin', I want all the smoke
Popping them percs, I'm popping them anecdotes
I'm finna speak, smoke em and kill em

I could never live off of EBT
Give me props with my B.E.T
Hitting licks off the EDD
Think I'm old when I walk with sticks
I f*ck with the bloods, I f*ck with the crips
And I still don't see a blick