Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, this Drake and Meek shit got me charged up I heard about a stick up Got word about a killer He said he need a pickup, his ride done bounced Take it to the studio inside out Whip like my chick with the headlights out They point me out, they like "That boy there" Scrawny white boy with the real long hair And fuck these rappers they for real all squares All y'all Newports, I repeat squares Most these boys need reality search And I spit that sick shit up out of this verse I swear that every time somebody coming out it gets worse I be lining bitches up, do a cavity search, go! [Verse 1] I been at a short dilemma pacing these halls Trying to figure out a plan for the tapes and these songs Cause for far too long I been facing these halls And there isn't a fucking thing that I can blame it all on I may be wounded, but I'm limping Hit enemies with guitars Make them little bitches fall All they can see is stars Back to back, stab stab, leave you bleeding in the yard I'll throw you up in the woods, you'll get eaten by a dog Any rapper stepping is a load on my dinner plate Put in your dedication and hope, I win anyway Beat you with rubber gloves and electric fence, fuck getting tased Whoop a niggas ass like "Go, initiate!" I'm the best though, I'm flexing on the rest flows You can't fuck with Wesco if you ain't bumping Esco Loving ladies with the breasts swole, Ernesto Chicken heads eligible, hit me with the Crest Pro Health Bitch I'm talking 'bout the Oral B Stages Her bikini bottom got them coral reef bases She told me to eat it and I'm like "Sure, I'll be courageous" A Sexy bitch in front of you, the moral be to take it back to back [Refrain 1] Back to back, imagine that, rap and trap Ripping off the piece, I forgot to strike a match Dabbing wax, blabbing facts rather fast Literacy keen when it comes to writing tracks back to back Imagine that, rap and trap Ripping off the piece 'til I'm laying down flat Grab a mat, dabbing wax, blabbing facts Bitch I been the king, you can bet your ass on that [Verse 2] Riding 'round Mobile and I be giggling in traffic I be bringing in racks while I'm dreaming 'bout disaster hitting And hands down, I'm prolific with this rapping shit I'm here to spit this crack, it's not coincidence or accident So if you ever see me riding and you rap, hide 'Cause honestly bitch, I would like to see you capsize My eyebrows might heighten if you ask why Bitch 'cause I'm a shiner like a black eye Got Drake pissed 'cause I done ran over six of his woes And after my apology I tried to hit on his ho, shit You probably try to make her get on slow You're a bigger bitch than Action Bronson when he pissed off Ghost I got the homies and we trying to find a happening ravel I put a bitch in the position of a bat to the batter There's so many different ways that we'll be scratching and slapping I don't wanna smash in the fashion that Rabbit did after the battles Bitch, plus I got proper vernacular Peep my grammar, I'm bilingual with ebonics and crackers I'm a prophet and a master, they trying to stop me from happening When they say they pop a cap in me I cause a catastrophe back to back I guess that's what my father wanted from me, huh? Raise Hell 'cause I'm coming from the fucking gutter slums Got my uncles proud that they're related to their brother's son Took my father's name, they was all like (Not another one!) I'm kicked back as I'm hitting on the fire Clowns in the circus, bet they slip up off the wire Tie you to a chair, rip your lip off with some pliers Tell Gates "I don't get tired" and hit him with a tire [Outro] J: The trails would be covered in snow EK: Yeah, meow, meow, no *Cat meows* EK: There you go, that-- bitch! Dude, that cat just tried to bite me J: He's a dick man (Don't you tell on the cat! That's the attack cat.) J: Yeah, a little bit (He's protecting the house) EK: I was just trying to pet him