Loon Dawg

I’m the coke before it gets cut with baking soda
2015 like the 80s the way I’m taking over.
I got wicked flavor like zigzags or rollin’ papers
Fly like transportation when I’m not stationed in foreign hangars.
Enjoy the haters ’cause most fools delirious
At least I ring bells like the end of school periods
I’m out here shinin’, something like bizarre stars
Hearts gut guards like an armored car
Bar for bar like these windows that I stare at
Spittin’ fire Eragon to Charizard.