We get a lot of cheese, no mice with that.

When I'm out the country, niggas call me Neeki. Hi, how are you? Yes, it's nice to meet me.

So we become alive in a time of fear.

Chef cookin for me They say my shoe game crazy The mental asylum lookin for me

"Forget Barbie, f-ck Nicki she's fake. She's on a diet", but my pockets eating cheese cake.

I am so territorial, that [from the start] I just felt like whatever I was gonna do I was gonna write it myself, its my personal preference to always be in control of everything I do in life.

I'm in the collard green 6 cornbread in the guts Got the Halloween kicks trick or treat in the clutch