Porzingis

[Intro: Jimmie D] Uh-huh, yo, uh [Verse 1: Jimmie D] Stop fucking with broke niggas Then I stretched that white like Porzingis Bagging up for eight hours gives you sore fingers Your ex-wife will take her home with her, uh Way too heavy and your bones brittle Speaking to the phone whispers Got it in the bag like Crispers They caught him sittin', shittin' on the shitter I'm in the sludge with the critters, phone ringing I'ma run 'em through the ringer We all family, not the Sledge Sisters Addrеss me as Mister, I'm drippy like a tincturе (Drip) Give you images that you can picture Nice kicks, sir, like here's the kicker I only have [?] for the pickup And if the grind didn't switch up, I still have a song like a singer West end that came down from Prairies River I'm the worst of the litter, the first of the litter A burden my birth was considered Put her kitty on my whiskers (Yikes) I couldn't tell you [?] nowadays 'cause I'm out the game But heard it costs an arm and a leg [Interlude: Jimmie D] (Jimmie) Yo [Verse 2: Jimmie D] Stash a little low, you need to buy more Once this goes it'll hit you off your high horse Couple milli' off of my horn Bring them sticks out like an eye sore My lord, if they catch me with what I scored The crime force, they'll wanna throw me in a time warp Won't diverge off my course (Nah) Don't want blocks to shine like them [?] Zero mic' when I'm talking 'bout my swords You fucked up, what you wanna do crime for? Was a Montreal crime lord Fly whores, left their spines torn Life was like a cyclone (Crazy) Lived a whole [?] with scales like a python You say you pedaled but you wasn't on [?] Peloton Nigga, I pedaled ton hard white Plastic bags and metal guns That raw [?] the slums What about the little ones? [Outro Sample]