[Waka Flocka Flame]; oxxxymiron, from the mid to the yay Talking to the robbers, cause them boys don't play All 38 and a russian ak Colorblind the haters, all I see is black and grey Now the block hot, gotta catch em when they cool out Only thing I'm saying when you see me Have your tool out Word about this ba, keep it on go Hit me when you touch down, we'll just call it to oxxxymiron from the fake to the real Niggas sell they soul just to get a record deal Just to go gold they would give they right hand Sacrifice they mama, bring the drama to they man