Hey, wassup guys? It's 'Bisco

[Obisco]

I been doing this rap stuff since I was a twinkle in my pop's eye. I give you a taste.

(Lil Wayne - Traphouse)

Ugh

Young 'Bisco gotta jumper like Jordan/
No pump fake, I'm dumpin like garbage/
Ya'll ain't got no game, so harmless/
Put this D on ya dame, Ron Artest/
And the boy not from Queensbridge/
I'm reppin that SB, kid/
South Bronx til I die, that's how Obi Live/
Gotta bad bitch at the crib, she like to wear leashes/
Thought you had a freak ho, my freak hoes is freakish/
Young boys crossin over like A.I./
See 'em in the streets can't say Hi/
Ya'll be so offended, pretendin' don't recommend it/
On our second amendment, draw hammers no sketches rendered/
Make these doubters eat they words, don't try to take it back/
They gon watch me do numbers, call it facin facts