Sosa On The Beat Esskeetit
Who the fuck these niggas think they higher, flyer then
Hotter than a fireman, if I want her then I fly her in
 I finna spend some tires 
I finna shake the pilot hand 
Blue bumma gang Im violent man
Free T-Slick he want a hot bitch hotter than a fireman
They say Im going crazy, well put me on a flyer then
We make it rain in this bitch they gon need some rooms
Boy play crazy in this bitch gonna lose some Trues
Boy play crazy in this bitch we gon shoot 
Smokin on the pound, got 448 up in the booth
Ridin in a rari and the inside look like soup
Cartiers on my face blocking haters in the room
Only thing young nigga dont wear is a suit
She aint no clothes the only thing I see is her tattoos 
Dolce sweater, Louis bag when I walk in the room