Letter
 作词 : Keith Cozart
 作曲 : Keith Cozart
'Member when my teacher told me I wasn't gon be s**t
Now I can freak her, freak my teacher
'Cause I got the stacks, 'cause I got the racks
And I got dem guns dem,
B*****s gratata click-clack *****, brat brat brat *****
Never tell me what the **** I can't be
Should take a trip to ******* Beijing
Girl, that's red bottoms, ****** babies
Ima grown boy, boy you a baby
Even though I'm a baby
I get cakey, daily
Gotta gun and that's off safety
Mama always told me never let a ***** play me
Ima get my ass whooped and I couldn't take it
What's the situation is the situation paper
If it is shakeup, Ima earthquake up
Cooling with paper, ballin' is my major
S**t who wants some top, wait up baby I'll take that
Pull up on the ************* label, "where my cake at?"
'fore I up this ************* chopper and spray it
**** Rehab, I get high for Bob Marley
007, ***** the skies falling
Bought me some rugers, I was tired of Glock 40s
Put it on Blood, ***** I'm guap shorty
Put it on cuz, ***** I'm a hot shorty
Ima burn ya ass, on the spot shawty
Bananas in the summer
Chinchillas in the winter
Heard you was mad about your thot, ***** get her
Made it from the bottom to the top, ****** didn't
That's why my mansion 2 million, ****** bitter
Never tell me what the **** I can't be
Should take a trip to ******* Beijing
Girl, that's red bottoms, ****** babies
Ima grown boy, boy you a baby
Even though I'm a baby
I get cakey, daily
Gotta gun and that's off safety
Mama always told me never let a ***** play me
Ima get my ass whooped and I couldn't take it
Heard **** ****** was plotting on the low
From Chiraq I been spotting on the low
I know everything before the thot did know
I pull up on your block poppin' s**t, Crisco
I am rich now, 'member when I was in the field
Running around the block, while ****** getting killed
****** sending shots, we gon send them back
Baby, I'm the driver, I ain't in the back
Pull up in a foreign, they like "who is that?"
On Tooka day, smoking Tooka pack
Pull off and I'm touring all the hoodlums man
*****, I'm Yung Joc, I'll do ya bad
Cool kid on the gun and it will cool ya ass
Do this rap s**t for fun, let it fool ya ass
Fredo coming out the cut, he gon do ya ass
Tadoe slow ass, he shot some more times