Float Intro

Hardest nigga Slim G'd up Goes Ignorant niggerish, holiday shootin at the cigarette While the shit is lit in yo mouth And you gotta be kiddin me nigga I'm like an Italy nigga On some mob shit, figure me out Can't stop me, I'm Luca Grassi From the book, not the picture though You ain't talkin me, I keep the nickeload The Kansas made for Nicolo and me too Lightin weed, this way green in the be soup Wronger than the oil from the tea tree Singin aloud, playing the Beegees, nigga take it easy And my new name is D Rock Hearts throwed back as if you so afraid to ease up I'm a genius and a retard Just the other day I stopped to piss onto these cars You sweet and your heart pump Kool Aid Block might take off yo top like it's a tope Probly blowin booty, mixed with the sour Riff right now will get you clipped in a hour If it's corn that's 2, get hit with the 3-4 times 5 star General coming through (you the man!) Ask me to go since Scram Jones You don't want yo brains on yo man's phone You don't want my niggas and yo fam's on me Won't see shit like you caught up in a sandstorm SS S be the deuce 5 star general, you die if you try me Any nigga in the city murdered SS S be the deuce Wasn't me, I was smoking weed with his bodyguard Motherfuckin, this is beast music All these rappers is food, I feast to it --- Float Intro - Styles P