Selector freestyle

[Intro: Meech]

Huh huh

Whats the word

He go first I go second he third

Whats the word Whats the word

Zombie gang in this bitch you heard

He go first I go second he go third

Whats the word whats the word ......

[Verse 1: Juice]

Overload I'm over bump

Time to get this paper huh

Fetti mozzarelli , Modern day Fonzerelli

Or DMX in belly I'm still smooth though

Rick rude ho never played the food row

Psychedelic renegade higher than the other day

Free your mind or get trapped in yesterday

Eyes low huh so tell me what you wanna do

OG puffer but nigga I will not lose

I tok a lot I smoke a lot

Where is the flacka

Word up to big poppa

You craig mack floppas

I smoke him like a rasta

New york diesel

Get proper

I'm cliche but this is my forte

We stay strapped and I'm packing like green bay

I'm a giant, Andre, rap goliath

I'm a monster no kanye required

[Verse 2: Meech]

Ready to die, I'm track 17 I'm suicidal

Ran out of dutches so we used paper out the bible

Smoking exotic piff with an exotic bitch

Eyes low chronic spliff

Pussy wet Watch it drip The high life im living

It ain't sinning if you winning

Everyday it's sour blunts

Scaliness women true talk

I spit the art

Hunting money is my favorite sport

I walk the walk and pussy is something I never bought

I need a bad bitch with Really good features

Cause we too high up you never ever reach us

Nose bleed sex I fuck her in the bleachers

I know you like them chink Eyes thick thighs

Shirley Temple weave hair look like curly fries

Who needs a gimmick, I got real nigga features

Who needs a diamond ring when theres crystals on the reefer

Bitch !

[Verse 3: Eric Arc Elliot]

The little leech Bleeding all in the sheets

Mission complete hit it once in a week im so deep

Creep on it nigga

Sleep on it, I unleash carnage

Told the weed to varnish

My lungs at 21, still a buster

Caramel or custard

Creme brulee complexion

Your the best I have ever seen, you were everything

My jealously was embarrassing

That was 23

24 is another war I am sore from

Awesome storefronts Sachs always Nordstrom

Pardon all my boredom

Come and lace my Jordan's

Sure hun

We can take you enjoyed sun

Never seen it coming but

She is blowing on my johnson

Larks come

Hash and weed inside the mason jar

Hit my repenter

Sour diesel out your bra

Hit me with the text for the sex

When I leave alone and I replie back

All good just a week ago

[Verse 4: Juice]

We trippy fuck a piss test

What you know about that, hash oil potent oil

Mix it up got my brain all stuck

I'm trippy though if you ain't know

When I'm on LSD, all the tongues

Speaking tongues got her freaking out

So what you know about this

Vandy flipping we be the shit

500 degrees in here, stay burning up weed, fuck them C's

Thats no release, we hot timen

You little leaves smoking bush weed

No comparing nothing the same

Nothing compared to the blood in my veins