That's a Wrap

If this the end roll credits
Might be wraps to the deep I'm headed
I need my green like its fresh leaf lettuce
And I love my dawgs like I got a foot fetish
I been (ayo) spitting gas unleaded
Heat up in my jeans I'm like that embedded
Ain't no faking speak, what I said I meant it
They ain't seen what I seen like an unread message
I'm nice do better hoe
Reach my pedestal
Feeding and this beat seem so edible
Feces me I been the shit impeccable
No retreat I'm pass the point like decimals
Reticle, throne imma snipe just hold scope
You sleeping no mo, I'm on the go go
Ya'll cuckoo like how you niggas go for coco
More heat that 44's or 4 4 for 4's from wendy's
And ya'll love fresh beef
Feel like the sky got these niggas looking up at me
And It's no pity for gritty niggas
Pushing I go and get it
She used to be hating now she on my body, Nike fitted
I admit it, tongue tied licorice wristwatch
I know some niggas who'd die to hit a lick on a wristwatch
So get gone, I been on the clock bro tick tick
And tick...oh...am I done

I think it might be over for me
I think it might be over for me(that's a wrap)
I think it might be over for me
I think it might be over, think it might be
I think it might be over for me
I think it might be over for me(that's a wrap)
I think it might be over for me
I think it might be over, think it might be