2:58 to 3:45

[Verse]
Originality, couple fatalities
Candled my car and it's sweet like a cavity
Saying they after me, ain't no one after me
Baby Mama used to work at the Applebee's
Somebody call my phone, yeah
I'ma send their ass to voicemail
Ion't even check my voicemail
Big weight, I'ma need a horse scale
F12, Berlinetta
I can wear shorts in the winter, uh
Wore turtlenecks in the summer, uh
This here is not for beginners, yeah
Digi-scale, fingernail
Went da Hell, came back, went da jail
Left jail, went da Benihana
Kenny on the corner, got the swagger on me
Yeah, different fabric on me
Yeah, this for trappers only
Yeah, married to the game
Yeah, holy matrimony
Yeah, boots upside cho' cranium
Fucked up someone's stage again
From strip clubs to stadiums
I took my shot and made it in