Slow Flow

[Verse: Jae Millz] I slow flows them to death Walk straight in the booth with my mind right and go left Yes, my lyrical presence is scary I kick that unfungible, Adam [?] Tell them little boys if they ready Stop balling in JV's Step on that Varsity caught in play D, baby Girl know I'm all about my green, AC Fighting night in AC She blew me, no AC Aye, see I be on that other shit Had a plan to take over when rappers sported cross elephants I slow flows them to death Swag ignorant like parking a Rolls Royce in the jet Shorty, 10 years ago I had rose gold on my neck And that's before Young Money album went gold I saw a check I slow flows them to death New York nigga, only right I feel B.I.G is the best Fuck they talking about? We was in them clubs Marvin they was trying to walk it out We was slanging sour D's and crack grinding for anything Then we swag surfing in them clubs doing the "Stinky Leg" I'm usually on that potent, but tonight I need a drink instead And a bad caramel bitch that get that pinky head Got to make her spit and cum bubbles with that dick in her mouth She even say "Millz you the best" without taking that dick out I'm like WHAOUT She talented but I'm immaculate I think they starting to misstake my confidence as arrogans That's why I slow flows them to death Talk through these verses and stretch my intellect They can't get me a run for my money, nor jog with me So, I reduce my speed to baby steps You're welcome, pound key, I care That place Neil Armstrong went, I'm there I slow flows them to death (yes) I slow flows them to death (aha)