[Intro:]
What's the motherf**in' deal baby? KRIT, DJ Folk, See Me On Top man. What's the motherf**in' deal baby? KRIT, DJ Folk, See Me On Top man. Behind the scenes n***a, I'm a new breed of rapper, two mixtapes in two months. Who the f** toppin' that man? Mississippi, well connected to the A n***a, holla at me
[Verse 1:]
I hit the scene and tote a whole f**in' stripper pole
I'm on the corner sellin' (?) like a mini mall
Tell these n***as either get rich or die tryin'
The CD's sound like sh**, so we ain't buyin'
Told these n***as better get they f**in' stacks up
(?) canary yellow on the f**in' Lac truck
Go to Georgia and get love in the A
They know the k**er K, I make it here today
I been real, been down, since I left the womb
Got it for the low so they don't f** with you
White T, Air 1's on my f**in' feet
Athlete of the year, trap star of the week
Where the Hemi at? I ran a lot of streets
I'm like a butcher n***a, I serve a lot of beef
I got swagger like Jimmy and that's real
DJ Folk and BK, hey that's (?)
[Hook: x2]
I went from no name n***a to the next thing blowing up
K-R-I-T I'm the best thing going
When it comes to the streets
Watch me get 100,000 off some motherf**in' beats
[Verse 2:]
Okay, I told them n***as better see me on top
The industry is f**ed man, they need me on top
I'm from that Magnolia state, I bring it back
First album I drop, seeing platinum plaques
I'm official n***a, certified, the price is right
The K next to blow b**h, that's the facts of life
If your family matter, watch what you say to Folk
I make a ho sit down like (?)
I seen boys stand up and get knocked down
I seen OG's run from that choppa sound
Do your own thing K, that's what D said
(?) a bakery n***a, so I'mma make bread
I got that fresh sh** boy, hey I bet they love it
The haters gonna hate, but I bet they dug it
I'm like a secret that these n***as lock up in they closet
But in reality they know the K the f**in' hottest
[Hook: x2]