20 Gear Science
Smoking on a leaf pack and I’m bout to Chief that Keef that
Deep I could see that acting stupid wrong place'll get you leaned back
Going through changes like Fleet (wood) Mac
She want to possess me I’m a fleek Mack
Many early losses had to eat that mentality of bosses is “creep back”
I got like 20 gears He ain't changes his rap style in 20 years
He laid up at the crib drinking beer dunnzo
I'm still Ball and getting better like Lonzo
i could never sweat her but I let her know I'm
cooler than the Fonz ho
Stellies raise a glass stand let the Dom pour
Think of all our niggaz who is gone now
Sticky gear no fears nigga you see him
I wear it then they put it in a museum
Coup leaning I always got some soup steaming
Who scheming? wake him up tell him “you dreaming”
Its show night manI got to get the whole team in
ballers scholars hustlers and a few demons
They just played out symbols I'm new meaning she like my gleaming
Im bouts to put her on the remix
Knuck it up bust it up with my brothers
Cobra clutch velvet touch with my lovers
Go on look you’ll never find another
I heard everything you said what's the numbers?
(She's a) Stunner with dumb curves
She like “baby you too fly you got some nerve”
But its modesty I observe its my prophecy I'm gonna swerve
So with me its always 100 OG with Henny in his tumbler
I B and Cee they my mans til my box drop
Opp talk on me couple bands make him Fox Trot
But I don’t really rock talking violence
Id rather kick game and attain her compliance
Stay dipped in fly shit and power refinements
Thats the M F science