Lyrics

[Verse 1] Wrist made of gold, yes please call me midas My crew done blown up but still I am rising Damn, look at all the swag I be buying I just take the piece and bag it, I ain't even see the prices Busy popping tags, still copping Raf Your mare like it slow so I'm making it a drag I ain't even miss y'all find MC's to rip on They the white examples while I'm the black gryphon Suit made of Yohji these pony rappers know me Like I done spend too much time 'round Tia I feel holy Look at all these artists they be looking at me too strange I'm making it 20% cooler, splash the blue paint You don't want no problems with Hollow Bring the Hollow tips, turn you hollow I might pull up with that stick You don't wanna hear that trigger go click And these ponies will be the death of me Like rest in peace it ain't no effort b, they'll kill me definitely So wrestle me, I'm where the restless be so why you testing me You dead to me, you just an effigy, now let me rest the beat Things ain't been the same before ever since Ride with that top down when we pull up with that severance Pull out the choppa now you thinking that I'm heaven sent Over the ocean in the sea, I'm here to represent [Verse 2] Pocket, rollie, sound, dolby Keep a dome piece, strike like shinobi New jag I paid it, rainbow dash racing Too much to take in, mask on like Jason Aye, I spent a hunnid on cav Your mare see out me out and she hop in the jag Aye, all my ice VVS homie Now suddenly these bronies think they my brodies Aye, y'all bitches noisy like foley Aye, I think this life it done chose me Aye, keeping it healthy no roast beef Aye, loving that red bull got no sleep Aye, now it's back to violence Wavy like poseidon, keeping These girls silent is a chore They want dick I fuck 'em high then Grind it out the next day royal Guards they want my ass to snitch Told him stay in line I'll break his Back so he could watch his 6 Aye yuh jumping off ship Like a motherfucking maverick, savage Word around ponyville keeping me active All I really need is a bad bitch do I got the Dough of course, sugar cube corner on Form don't really fuck with informants Run it back run it back play the recordings Maybe after this tape runs I'm gone