Adobo - Termanology

I’m in the zone this year

Made a few hundred thousand dollars on my own this year

Yup, the rap version of fish scale, we got 'em hooked

And how it looks, the pot is outside in the kush

So however we got to get it

Selling guns and yay and putting out records

Whatever method of madness bring the cabbage

Sick of people saying I ain’t celebrity status

Been around the world and smashed some of the baddest

On the raddest of mattresses, batting they lashes

Funny thing is apparently I’m so attractive

The bitch started squirting before I pulled out the maggot

Hold up, my salsa moves is on fire right now

Show off, S-T dot

Run off of the brag and show me where the duffel bag

Don’t get me fucking mad, my killers’ll stuff your dad

Or take a different approach

R. Kelly to your bitch, go and piss in her throat

From pitching coke to sitting on boats

My life is eclectic, ice on the necklace

Spend half my life ducking sheisty detectives

Can’t match the price, you ain’t got no connections

It’s hard being a dope boy in rap

These fucking nerd critics don’t understand where I’m at

You went to a good school and had a lot of money

I went to a hood school and had to dress bummy

Only time I had money was the Easter bunny

I’m still mad so I don’t like nobody speaking to me

Fuck the world with a dirty dick

Give thirty-six ounces of yay and I’ll murder it