Текст песни Doubt - Sam Sparxx

Yeah
Whoa
Yeahh
Yeahh
Yeah, its the grim reefer
Keep them brand new kicks and i ain't talking sneakers
Sipping on that monster, nigga bout to turn creature
Play the cards that I'm dealt like I'm playing FIFA
And all them hoes tryna spot him like a damn cheetah
I'm eating Mediterranean with a damn pita
I'm eating basmati rice with the side of salmon
I'm spitting complex, these niggas couldn't understand it
May need a dialect, its like a nigga speaking Spanish
Yeah its the rapper that these niggas never recommended
And ive been rolling up that cabbage like an earth-bender
You niggas puffing on that dirt, so i cant smoke with them
Run it like im Pacman, he brought the ghost with him
Coming from that north pole, trench-coat with him
Stacking up the bones like he brought the gross with him
Feeling like the Nature Boy with the 4-figures
You can catch me heating up like a cold dinner
Ex-bish get erased like a damn pencil
Shit too permanent, like im using sharpie
Nowadays bad bish faker than a barbie
Real bish hold me down sweeter than a smartie
Gold diggers clinging on, had to knock em off me
Young nigga bout to kick it like i know karate
Eyes lower than my niggas out in Nagasaki
Whip it like a Maserati
Back then, them bitches didn't give a fuck about me
I remember everything, these bitches memory cloudy
Feeling like you got a chance but i fucking doubt it