Okay, these niggas fried like rice
Mortal Kombat, how I fuck up the mic
Niggas dizzy if they thought we was tight
Niggas Dracula ’cause they love to bite
And I do this shit with ease
Fuck is you talking ’bout? Nigga, please
Like a magician, got tricks up the sleeve
Running the game so long, fucked up the knee
Pity you fools, I think I’m Mister T
I am the resurrected Socrates
That’s why these niggas always copping pleas
Manifest, I do the best, I rinse and then repeat
Like a cup of liquor with no chase, I do it neat
Niggas cornballs with computers, I delete
Wide body Benz when I pull up in a V
Okay
Like bread, I’m on a roll
Smart, I’m honor roll
Fuck is you talking ’bout? Okay, let’s get it
Niggas, they tippy-toe, we step and stomp a toe
We can go toe to toe, okay, let’s get it
They be on cruise control, I’m about to lose control
Count up the money then okay, let’s get it
I been committed, I can admit it
Fuck up the digi-scale, fuck up the digits
These niggas ’bout to make me use my tool
I ain’t even really wanna lose my cool
Thought that they was opps, really they my food
Water on my neck, it like a damn monsoon
In a cocoon out in damn Cancun
Shawty say I’m down to earth ’cause I’m smoking bamboo
Chilling with the minions, feel like Gru
All in her head, bitch, I feel like Cantu
Like bread, I’m on a roll
Smart, I’m honor roll
Fuck is you talking ’bout? Okay, let’s get it
Niggas, they tippy-toe, we step and stomp a toe
We can go toe to toe, okay, let’s get it
They be on cruise control, I’m about to lose control
Count up the money then okay, let’s get it
I been committed, I can admit it
Fuck up the digi-scale, fuck up the digits
