| S-P-I |
| Known to be so braggedocious |
| Yes he high |
| They idolize my (?) |
| You see him struggling |
| I fucked around and went up and down |
| Now watch him shine |
| The coldest hoes the goldest robes |
| They ain’t know what finna happen or not |
| S-P-I he rapping a lot |
| But he stay with a strap in the spot |
| And he scrap and he cap when he hot |
| He don’t listen to no advice |
| He got that flow and he know its nice |
| Turned down signing more than twice |
| Stuck and grinding he know his price |
| Met him a nigga that understood |
| He the perfect poet that run the hood |
| Gave him a chance do all he could |
| Off my advance like a ball for good |
| All that leather and all that wood |
| Sitting on top of all that chrome |
| Give to the streets all I should |
| And appreciate all that dough |
| S-P-I |
| Known to be so braggedocious |
| Yes he high |
| They idolize my (?) |
| You see him struggling |
| I fucked around and went up and down |
| Now watch him shine |
| The coldest hoes the goldest robes |
| From the top to the bottom back to the top |
| S.P too active to stop |
| Just listen to the facts that I drop |
| On top of the tracks that I chop |
| I don’t choose to lose |
| Naw partner yous confused |
| I share the views of (?) |
| To get tools and views, yous and tunes |
| Now my music abusing (?) |
| I can’t lose the news |
| Paprazzi, jacuzzi pools |
| Words spit like an uzi ooze |
| Save wearing pink for them Suzie Qs |
| I’m not like you boujee dudes |
| The shit I say is usually rude |
| S-P-I |
| Known to be so braggedocious |
| Yes he high |
| They idolize my (?) |
| You see him struggling |
| I fucked around and went up and down |
| Now watch him shine |
| The coldest hoes the goldest robes |
| S-P-I |
| Known to be so braggedocious |
| Yes he high |
| They idolize my (?) |
| You see him struggling |
| I fucked around and went up and down |
| Now watch him shine |
| The coldest hoes the goldest robes |