[Chorus: Kendra Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, don't me
1: Inspectah Deck] Yo Groundskeeper how I green No love scene, so I got a cutscene Yeah, I go through it if I walk around it True I do it before I talk about it [?] water, blowtorcher diamonds, blue dreams, gold Porsche I'm on go, all the lights green General official, that's the stripes mean You get wiped clean like a I don't work in the beat, I'm like a cop How they thirst in the streets, it's they out rock No publicity stunts the album drop you see is real, what you heard is false All I have in this world is my and my balls Money calling, stomach talking, often hawking, haters hate, funny talking
[Chorus: Kendra Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, push me
2: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, yo We criminals on the Get the billy or the nightstick Sublim stone I get with My murder game down to a tight brolic, the story is polished Not laces in my (Motherfuckers) Yeah, yeah, and I'm not from Got garlic for vampires and niggas who came to gossip You can't 'dress me with that bullshit, you ain't even my (You all big now) But you ain't Christopher Wallace See your girl on her knees, she just a solid And the shit, you ain't gon' do nothing about it Have a seat [?] you should be a [?] See, young niggas'll murder you And none of these niggas never of you We popped a few on the curb or two Would've had you stretched out vertical
[Chorus: Morris] Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me
3: Esoteric] I'm an alien from way the Moon, you see I had the shazam, the [?] was new to me Lunacy, humans try to heckle I got the [?], Burr, I'm a rebel level up Poured some wine and I poured it to my You don light skinny jeans on 24-inch Style wild like a [?] [?] grandson I call the shots I'm shooting with a [?] gun Trailblazing, hair rising a man bun I'm so psycho on mics, you so in tights and heels on the [?] like [?] [?] Louise, I'm casual Ts (Hey, one more time, bro. Wait, what?) Nah, I this take Popping shit at Esoteric, that your mistake I'm a [?] he [?] Your future looking Bleek like you be Jay's friend You put the S in wordplay, you get So you the stabbing tracks with my forté