Who the fuck want what?
Move funny, I got 150 ways to leave the cuts on your face all bloody
Skip through the gutter, my shoes all muddy
Blew money on all of my sons, they grew off of me
Thought the blitz was a starter pistol, then it grew off dummies
I back him down, he started yapping wild
Silencer around the Mac, make sure the pack isn't loud
And I don't clap at clouds
Pack a crowd into the max amount
Money coming in like it's flowing from out of fountain
Made a molehill from a mountain
You know nothing about this
Just a little whippersnapper I save my lines and do the pick up after
I'm sunken to whip and the drip is dapper
I'm trapped inside a baggage
Sticking the Romanelli jacket, flipping the package
Don't get dipped in acid
Body wrapped in bits of plastic
It's graphic
Not a pull of rabbit from out of hat trip
I'm surrounded by bad habits
Look, I'm that nigga with the attitude and it came easy
It's hard to appease me, but I hear more years and jeezy
Yeezus, walking with Jesus in my holy socks
Watch how I tower your blocks
It's only knock, y'all can witness
At your front door with the main source
The fork and knife's in hand for the main course
Guess who's coming for supper? Y'all might suffer from hunger
The stomach on rum when no Michael Buffer
Enough of y'all clips all blanks like Cody buffers
I'm building up the Frank Gehry, I know the structures
The architectures you get some concrete shoes
Trying to follow my steps this ain't a staircase shoes
This is heavy as elevated rebukes
And off the wire with it
Can't get higher with it
Big drop I'll put the fire in it
The back in the underground where they peek and bite
I can't feed you tight
They watching just to see the height
And even at my lows, you couldn't reach the height
Right? No
Let's get it
