Egyptian Cloth

Yeah, I whip the block counterclockwise (whip up)
Baking soda make the product in the pot rise (hah)
A fuck nigga I despise, I let a shot fly ('kay)
And push the nigga's shit lopside (boom, boom, boom, boom), yeah
Push the Bugatti like Speed Racer driving Mach 5 (vroom)
Hah, how I ain't in you niggas' top five?
When it comes to this grimy shit, I'm the top guy (I'm that nigga)
And I don't even jot lines (I don't be writin' this shit, nigga)

1500 for a Spade up in One Oak (that's just one bottle)
Threw ten thousand, that's just one stroke (uh-huh)
Lay a nigga down if he want smoke (what's poppin', nigga?)
Stackin' my bread, ain't tryna die and leave my son broke
I'm that nigga if you haven't heard
Hit 'em with a bullet from the MAC, it burns (boom, boom)
Burberry trench, I just had to splurge (you see me, baby)
Richest nigga in my city, nigga, that's my word (hah), word
(But your style is no match for mine)

Yeah, fuck the fed cops, free the niggas that the feds locked
Wig out your head top, hollow head, lead pop (boom, boom, boom, boom)
Tear drops tatted on my shooter's face, dreadlock
Shoot you where you stand, that's your motherfuckin' bed spot (brrt)
Hall N Nash shit, drive-bys playin' real cops ('kay)
Youngin on the back seat, shootin' 'til I say stop (grrah)
Machine got this rap shit in a headlock, yeah
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
(Brrt, yeah)