[Verse 1: Chubby Jag]
You got it all wrong meet the right man holmes
One man back f** a hype man holmes
Patron and (?) on my nightstand holmes
Weed up in my left and my right hand holmes
You hatin' on Jag they gon' rush that n***a
You know he gon' tell if they cuff that n***a
Where I come from you can bust that n***a
Run up on the scene like f** that n***a
I don't trust that n***a thinking he could beat me
That's like seeing 50 bringing Buck back n***a
And giving me points, touchback n***a
Disrespect Chubby they gon' snuff that n***a
You know I'm sharper than a cobra mouth
Tell them magazines bring the posters out
Soon as a n***a bring the Nova out
You would think a n***a brought Hova out
See me work, catch me flipping
But one thing you won't do is catch me slipping
You can catch me chipping, working in the kitchen
Like I got bad kids, you can catch me whipping
Catch me dripping, Yea n***a shot wet
Send the boy missing like a n***a got text
You better ball now cause a n***a got next
Tell me you the best lil' n***a not yet
Get your crew slayed n***a, better move gay n***a
Or stand and get hit by the Uz-a n***a
And the show goes on, Lupe n***a
Cause we could give a f** bout what you say n***a
Go and diss me I'm k**ing somebody
Lay my hands on em like I'm healing somebody
Time for a G to keep it real with somebody
Hard, And that don't mean a n***a feeling somebody
I swear I went ham on the MC hammer, rapper with a gun
Call me MC blamer, fill a n***a in
The boy got an eagle that'd grill a n***a skin call me MC tanner, Chubby
You don't know nothing no holmes, cool but don't push a n***a bu*ton no holmes
I'll shut you down like a bug in your phone, take your b**h
f** in your home, They saying Chubby Jag bars up this year
Verse (?), f**ed around and made a couple bucks this year
Sounding like the future n***a f** this year
And you ain't never gotta show me love n***a
Long as I got Larsiny and P Dub n***a
Plus you can't out hustle me f** n***a
Get it all off time to re-up n***a
Yea that, n***as with them scared raps
Dead that, the best and yea I said that
Nobody can compare that, I got a little homie
Pop shells for a n***a, Whenever I'm on it got sells for a n***a
Express like the boy got mail for a n***a
Probably f** around and go to Hell for a n***a
Chubby, I did this sh** with no stress n***a
I know haters hoping I ain't blow yet n***a
Think you better, (?)(?) back n***a
Be happy I ain't sleeped with your ho yet n***a
You shining but I ain't seen the glow yet n***a
Ricky, but do it like an old vet n***a
Bars, I'll rip your whole set n***a
The best of the year if you ain't know yet n***a
Jag