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]