50 Cent — Poetics Podcast Freestyle

[Verse: 50 Cent] I don't want my face on your Snapchat, I blackjack You can fuck around and get clapped at No iPhones, no GoPro, no, no, no... Footage of the bullshit when I'm on go mode My man dope spot got hit Right now the strip club still lit By next week they gon' feel that shit You think I'm old, I think I'm grown and I'm sexy That young bitch could get it, and her momma could check me Niggas know the drill or get to running when we drilling at 'em Air one bitch blow the stock and knock the feeling out 'em God, type of nigga I move around here correctly Why you think none of your niggas don't try and check me? Niggas' pieces is hit, they paying half-price So if they eating, I'm eating, nigga I'm that nice