#GetKnown

Yeah it's Nicky

On the track like an

Overweight bitch trying to get skinny

Fifthteen, wearing the rap game on my chain

Because a jersey couldn't fit me

Now a ball like Gasol

Im a motherfucking Grizzlie

JM put me on, from his motherfucking city

Back when he was Sober

Bape Solider, in Chiraq, camo jeans with

The leather red and black Michael Jack

Jacket, steelo they jack-it

Cuzzo packing, two greens, he stack it

Can't hack it, technique

Bitch laying on my mattress, dead sleep

Fucking with her Friday of next week

Nicky spreading so much awareness, he get pink

Minaj, smoke up in the garage, room filled

Batmobiles and Mach 5s

Yeah, Im marked fly

Superman with two Lois Lanes, and they

Multi, cultured

Less average, more buy, couture

Flow to ceiling, or roof or

Two-door, roof off, driving down

Lake Shore. When I cruise off

I'll be gone, 10 days or 22 offs

Magic everytime I spit a word

No influence. Double E, Double 3, primetime

Larry Bird, because I stay high, no, stay fly

Rhyming off the top. Bitches blow me because I'm whats hot

And I spit it to my lugies melt. Fuck it

Me and Dano two G's like a gucci belt

And when I die ya'll snort me

Rising to the Don, witness the glory