Aight, just put that on, son, the shit is banging, son Which The one Buck you, son (Something new, man) I'ma some shit, son
Aiyyo, twist of that (Niggaz gone down the to the way to get a new blunt) Yo, put the towel, put the towel the door, son (Got it, man) C'mon man, you just in here, man, put the shit up
Yo, fix the alarm, duke up, man, what the fuck? Yo, man, that (Yo, yo, you, what happened last time)
That's I'm saying, man, a motherfucking new here Got that, man this out, the fucking hoe Get the fuck here, man Word up, up
Just some T A W L to the Sean Drop bombs, makes me holier Qurans Or Bibles, your idol upon my arrival earth, I was blessed at birth With these recitals
Who test my skills? Niggaz best to chill or here with my testicles The shit's ill, it sounds like so Ruck and Rock represent 'cause we let your brainz
Check it out, yo, who's that over there, Rockness? Rappers be acting like they queer, they to stop this Or I attack from the rear, your locks twist titties, when broads take off they brassiere You quick
Swimming up in your subconscious, me Bummy Jah to regulate, so call me MP Make punani puke, throw up dukes If you got the to test the lyrical rocket launcher Fuck shotgun
I got that shine, any man call him, yo Yo, yo, yo, open that shit, man Yo, yo, get the, fuck that ain't the knock, man Get the fuck, fuck that, don't open, open that shit that ain't the fucking knock, man Yo, let me in, nigs, let me in