Lyrics

Intro (Alan Z): Yeah...lemme cook Chorus: Now who got a problem with me? You don't go harder than me We're more like Tim and Rick Ho this ain't Carter and Lee Playing with me, shit ain't safe Lock it up and throw away the key Enemies get 3 to the chest Really put your heart on your sleeve Now who go hard as Stevie? Bitch you don't go harder than Z We're more like Tim and Rick Ho this ain't Carter and Lee Might catch me in a wraith I'm pushing start with no key Left my hand prints on her cheeks I call that mark on the beast Verse 1 (Alan Z): You don't want to see me in a bad mood Turn your whole block to a sand dunе Spin a barrel on a hater in a barrel Turn a crab into rangoon Gary Vee my mind statе So my grind stay 25 / 8 With ill will, I could Kill Bill Bitch I train like Pai Mei James Bond, got the Golden Eye With the golden skin, that's royal ties Game of Death meet Game of Thrones With a mobile phone, I could mobilize I ain't talking about Only Fans When I turn a thought (thot) to an enterprise Libra energy, been that guy To energize the Gemini (gem in I) Fuck your views I ain't Jubilee Ho watch who you be talking to The industry got less empathy Than a foreign dude in a call center Getting dames lookin' like Nikki Blades No chaser needed, taking shots at ya It is not over, til I pull up in a Phantom To the lady singing opera Chorus: Now who got a problem with me? You don't go harder than me We're more like Tim and Rick Ho this ain't Carter and Lee Playing with me, shit ain't safe Lock it up and throw away the key Enemies get 3 to the chest Really put your heart on your sleeve Now who go hard as Stevie? Bitch you don't go harder than Z We're more like Tim and Rick Ho this ain't Carter and Lee Might catch me in a wraith I'm pushing start with no key Left my hand prints on her cheeks I call that mark on the beast Verse 2 (Stevion Austin): I'm your favorite rapper that don't rap at all Michael Jackson stepping, living off the wall Stomping gatekeepers, I'ma smoke them all Leave a bitch in awe, cuz I'm hella raw And you're hella slaw, must relay the message Things are getting hectic And I'm losing patience And I'm getting reckless Murder all contestants Where am I from? Hold up, I will spell it M-E-M-P-H-I-S So you know bro ain't no hoe in my chest MHV instilled in me, RIP Pee Wee He protects my flesh And I'm back like Samurai Jack In your bitch Cadillac, like an old school mack (Facts) Stevion need to go to hell, need to hold this L He cannot prevail (Cap) Stevion get on the beat and unleash the heat Treat the beat like a neck (Snap) All you little bitty peons really wanna see us Know that it's a wrap Outro: (Alan Z) Goddamn, Stevion You sure this is your time rapping bro? (Stevion) Yeah man I just take pictures Now pose, hoes