I'm like the baddest rapper Ever ever? Ever! I been it like I stood next to Uncle Fester Swisher house professor taught how to be successful Used to Run a house Rev and Diggy and Vanessa Yes I got a that's for competition Not in my position they ain't got a pot to piss in You can call it dissin' they stay broke it's tradition Fly over the hood (man you must think you) Blake itching I got riching My say she loving it She took a million it took a til I discovered it I took my money out and I almost down the government I threw it in the tub and let my main chick rubber it The on my bank account is Catch Me If You Can I know gay just undercover like they with the clan Don't throw a rock and later say you my biggest fan Remove the mic now so it don't break and beat you with this stand Your girl be calling me like everytime she a phone I never hear 'em all her messages be rather These losers too much and you can't say I'm wrong Wiz Khalifa hit the joint, now everybody cheech ching A that's on my door that say no man but me allowed Might see your woman drying off in here without a get confused just cause the twitter picture got a smile Get on 4 square post where you at and I'll show up now After I beat you down, twitpic and retweet clown I bet in person all these talkers gon' leak a sound I travel everywhere how come boys don't be around Take trips where y'all be missing y'all must live in and found Rap game's a chat and all y'all do is disrespectful her Can't really say you cause all of y'all is whack except for A few it's two yeah most of y'all is pop as Ke$ha I wanna grab a and just turn your tap to ketchup I teach 'em how to stunt, super Dave done a lecture See me 2012 and said you fresh as I met ya I'm in my robe and slippers walking round I'm Hugh Heffner I'm in red your girl is black, jump on her like a checker King me
Cooler then antifreeze these rappers be The baddest thing happening since had a dream Cooler then dammit these rappers be The baddest happening since King had a dream
Maino hustle hard, pray to god I swear to god, lames better play part It's down, I run this town I'm now, let's get it Black flag. black tee, shooters in a truck Diamonds on, money, haters on my right nut Left arm bezzle look like falling stars Fifty shot Calico, better call on God I'm the one they reason why they're running scared Do it Mob style, bullet behind his head I I'm the king of Kings County Stand up nigga why these haters down me Look around I round the town these other clowns see Go ahead let him slick I bet I make his mouth bleed we strong, these rap niggas peeons They cuddle with the same I pee on Brick getting bread in rainy weather My white girl savetta and it go I'm a don bitch miss me that nonsense .44 holster underneath my nigga the reason to love niggas My last homie snaked me that's why I don't trust to the devil is where I took them Fuck what you I run Brooklyn
[Lloyd Can't stop too much veiw me on your movie screen Got the sweater, got the hat, sneaker, and the Gucci Sicker than I used to be, time to get used to Queens Flawless bitches usually turn all into super fiens Mamy I'm the coolest PYT's to cougars The haters remorse they can from rugers Nigga say hello to Judahs, how I do this pictures standing out of Beemers with the blue wrist Shorty keep my name low till my name, tell my angle I'm touring and she taking off her leggings on the popping on the Skyp, crustin' on the phone I'm a her with my freestyle going off the dome I got her smoking weed now, she's glowing off Kush cologne, when I push my poem, cripple chrome In my Queens, Manhattan, Island, Bronx, and Brooklyn zone And my meaner packing, staking, bitch go get your own