[VERSE 1:]
You see my swag
Now you wanna come and give me all this drag
I think you better back, back
Because my hand is itching to give you a smack
What's your name again, Jack?
It's the end of the road, ain't no turning back
Don't let the fly taste fool you
Matter of fact, it's about time that I school you
Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry
I don't even wanna get my fresh gear dirty
A little birdie chirped of your flurry
Now I must nip it, or better yet bury
Your entity. Look at me while I'm talking
I heard you lurking or was it even stalking
My program, thinking you're the man in the place
Now it's about time you catch a hand to the face
[HOOK:]
Look Pimpin', I ain't playing
In a minute you're gonna be laying
On the ground. I ain't messing around
My city, my rules, my money, my town!
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[VERSE 2:]
Brim tilted, coat quilted
Fresh to d**h, literally I do k** it
Blood spilleth in this game of d**h
Yeah, you can hear the announcer but ain't no ref
I just kept hearing your name too much
And that's it, now I just came to touch...
Your backbone with a boot, a cane to the tooth
It don't take much now, ain't that the truth?
My boo got a thing for you
She really loves money, but the pain will do
You can't hang, you a featherweight
I can't believe that you made it this far. It'll never take
A lot of work to make you levitate
I strike first. Don't hesitate to populate the murder rate
You just sealed your fate
On the holidays that'll be one less plate
[HOOK]
[VERSE 1]
[HOOK]