I was just a 5'5 homie
Trynna catch some heights
Tho
Kept gems in a composition
Head lit up like a light bulb
Faded in a grey Tacoma
Never sober
When Iim
Flowing
Over deadly instrumentals
That carry venom
I die for this shit
Give my right arm for this shit
Plant a bomb
Where a opp
Goes and lies for some ms
In a farm
When it's dark
Across the river
By ya lawn
I'm all over your shit
Itsie bitsie spider
Bit a rapper
Wrong reaction
If he be the hero
Than Armaan is the villian
Big man
Big bully
Buck bitches
For a 50
Getting head in a kia
She was flowing
In my drippy
Now looking back
It Was Rental
Parked sideways on 6th
Pushed hell on the pedal
Like the car had made a sin
Writing in a lot
In a car
Clouds moving
Boy Im feelin coolin
Like I really flew just in