Silk Boss - Where Silk Gone

Ice them a drip off and me chain up and me gadget
Me take a gal and fuck it and a joke me and me
Talk bout your bad but ain't nobody fit the badness
SK inna me and Phillip a whole inna you di a mad
Don't you know?
Me full a style and full a flow
And the boy with the CD, me man fi go home
Got the chip inna the Glock and never chip inna the phone
Bad bitch a spit spit, me cock teeth inna she throat
Benz drift inna the road and body kicking up on the floor
Don't you know?
The kill a quarter, pussy dem fi short
Stack the bricks inna the bank and half the water she pick up
And not talk bout say dem rich and have nothing