Lyrics Impractical Freestyle - 06 Saab

Drop me the pin and its saab in the whip
Took a lil turn didn't wanna admit
Left in the past and its all 86'd
Runnin this shit bitch its on on the kicks
I Didn't expect donny'd go to the Cavs
I would've preferred that he go to the knicks
Right on the tip of a lottery pick
I think that you sayin a little too much
You talk all the talk but you not in the mix
Believe it that saab is like Rodman you miss
I float like Mohamed I'm harder to hit
Take over the map and you all been at risk
I've been in the gym it's a pain in the wrist
You tell me to shoot can't complain if I miss
Emergency landing I came to assist
Krk homie we rocket it and shit
Young herbie hancock on my botanist shit
Like Danny throw dimes out the pocket and shit
I handle money she gave me a 50 I gave her a dub and I pocketed it
You could say résumé lack
And I don't got a 401(k) but I'm bout to get rich
Accountants and shit
Mill on the house like Van Houten and shit
I do not got my own property yet
Im moving and shaking like i got the yips
Back with the hits like Beltran
Oh you want to talk? You could tell Ron
I've been in the lab trying to get it done
You've been running laps on a peloton
You ain't really moving at a pace
You ain't really dude that innovates
I'm just tryna
Make my life a movie Vinny chase
I feel like a turtle in the race (I'm about to)
Sit gelling my hair back
Smoking on some shit that got a kick not a snare hat
I'm foaming at the mouth to try and get a lil near that
This shit a clean shave they ain't tilting the chair back
Bitch I run a business you know where the Merch at
I've been tapping in I hit my toe with a turf tap
I'm just fucking around I told you this was my worst rap
This shit is so impractical they asking where murrs at
Smoking on a Q i've got Indo in the earth pack
I add a cup of Joe i mix together I work fast
She shaking Ricky Bobby I don't give her my first last
Young pepper stepper don't call me the don
I think representing myself as some shit that I'm not
But I'm hoping to God that I'm wrong
You act like we friends you ain't Matt Leblanc
I'm rap Willy wonk
I pack up the blunts
I just hit the switch
Tryna act like im kronk
Its nothin to stress
Im back of the pawn
Im skippin the steps
I just happen upon
This golden lil hat just like
That nothin wrong