Hodgy - Mystery lyrics

Dear diary, what a day it's been
Dear diary, it's been just like a dream
Woke up too late
Wasn't where I should've been
For goodness sake, what's happening to me
Write lightly, yours truly, dear diary

My Wendy starting to look like Fendis
My swagger's past Benjies but I'm so friendly
"Hodgy what you on the
Internet looking at Bentleys?"
Sawed-off to go unlawful and the
Niggas wanna tempt me
The bitches work for me, she's my chef
She give me breakfast, then brush my teeth
Crest i put all of my eggs in one basket
Less with finesse now I'm the best
Hodgy Beats on this Johnny Quest
Put your ass to the test if
You fucking make a mess
I'm tidy as I'm reciting
Somethin' new and excitin'
This is my recital on the roof with the rifle
Pull the trigger once
Bullet sprays in the fuckin' spiral
I'm sick bitch, awfully viral, yeah

I'm the game
Not what you lose but what you gain
Understand turn down the bass in my vocals
And crank up the gain i like my shit gritty
Crackhouse with acid titties
Bitches on my dick like a 5950
I don't care about a diss
Muthafucka make a hit nigga fuckin' here
Watch 'em crank up the volume
I'm bolder than my Blackberry
Pop white and black
Cherries after lycal, Wolf Gang swagger nigga
Fuck all people
They watching my show tonight
Tivo-ing to sequel
And they call us equal? Shit
Yeah, this that
This that Hodgy Beats BamBeeno collaboration
Yeah, swag