I'm like Philly to the East...cause I got it on lock...
really he's a beast...
that'll make sure the only thing you spitting is ya teeth...
plus -got his own cops...
that don't do shit when I'm tossin those rocks...
15 in a quarter...
big things on the borders...
workin tight ends like Drew Brees & the Chargers...
you'll see it with the product...
I make moves without the Law...
like New England on the corners...
my outlook...bitches and cream...
but I'll let you call for heads or tails...
like the visiting team...
Curt fitted with berrettas and a pump...
that'll knock you so far back...
they'll think you ready for a punt...
so smooth...I gets all the chickens...
till they fight for the "first down"...
like 10 yards from scrimmage...
a God and when it...comes to kicking rhymes...
the shit is scary...
cause with every line...niggas call me Vinnaterri...
