I got used to Sour, it doesn’t kick anymore
Or: I got used to smoking good mari, I don't cough anymore
It gets delivered to my house, no need to go out and cop it
Only models, like Barea
Barea references the Puerto Rican basketball player, José Juan Barea
Multiply the 100, that's the task
I'm the chief in your own village
I'm worth more than everything that surrounds you
Don’t fool yourself, remember that Curry sinks it
Until Lebron guards him
Come down the hill, I'm rolling with the orchestra
Motherf*ckers, easy shot, I’m never down on the odds
And especially not in this one
Let me make it clear, we’re past the home stretch, already at the tape
The devil injects me and I bet the house, I don't even lay them down
Another one falls by the force of gravity
One more in case he survives by chance