[Star Dolphinz]
This Deezy's track, by the way
Swag!
Excuse my swagger but I been here for a year
I told your b**h to cop that sh**. I put that dick up in her ear
So, it's just "f** what you heard." I move that b**h like a motherf**ing bird
I put that ho down and she wanna get my bu*ter so, she churn
Everybody check this record, flip it like this sh** got burned
Put that flapjack in a pan and then, I hustle hard. It works
n***as know the game and I got it on lock
And I put that sh** up in the pan. I boil it in the pot
And I stir the f**ing noodle. Cook that b**h up like a poodle
Use that ho for a dresser. So, I undress her and use her
Damn, I'm the swagger. I'm the motherf**ing Medusa
Cause I turn these hoes to stone and then, I motherf**ing douche 'em
[Rashaun Tha King]
Yeah!
Its Rashaun Tha King, baby
I'm in this
Ahum!
You feeling yourself? Where's the motherfricking lotion cap?
[?] in a hurry so, they lost the f**ing lotion cap
I'm at it again. Packing it in. Click, clack, bang. They pa**ing your head
Yung Ice $oljaz to the NLM. Running this thing 'til [?] again
Uh, you just nasty like the common cold
They smoking on that Narnia but we the chronicles
R-A-S-H-A-U-N-T-H-E space, now, say the King. Ha!
Okay. Now, how you little n***as feeling?
Leave the nipples for the babies and start s**ing Penicillin
I can go and get the AK. Call that, "AKA The Realest."
Hang your body from the floor and your shoestrings on the ceilings. HA!
[RJC]
Anh!
RJC!
Rashaun, what up? Deezy, what up?
C-Note, I see you. Uh!
My swag from designer but y'all already knew that
I'm stepping in the game. They're like J. Cole, "Man, who dat?"
I tell them that it's RJC. Nobody go as hard as me
Pumping out verses like it's blood to my arteries
I rock a pair of Js worth more than your bank account
And my polo super clean. I see a shorty, take her out
I got love for the city. I know they living with me
Got some girls that's tryna get it but no time for them. I'm busy
See, I can just envision my crew copping private jets
My swag will make you leave him. In that case, I am cause-and-effect
And I ain't even started, yet. See, I'm just getting warmed up
I made it through the struggles even with my own horrid luck
And I ain't gotta worry. My flow will take me to the top
I'm colder than a flurry. You're colder than a boiling pot
They told me that I should stop and I just be like, "Nuh uh."
I am God's creation like Gucci, Gucci, Prada
My flow's so insane that it might be harmful
Me and Deezy, side by side. I know my team, partial
But they ask who the realest out and everybody stops
And points to me and Dee and they say, "Him and him." Like Marshall
[Precise Conner]
Back again, Precise is on the track
I'm busting vocals with my Polos. Stepping back, my solo
Make the style, I kick back from Chicago
60636. Other ways and plays [?]
The building. Skiling. The feeling's spilling like the sk**et
Feel it. Those gunshots blasting your a**. Now, I'm past the ceiling
Bumping the steez. Bring it back. Mr. Deezy be k**ing
Feeling the gunshot blast [?]
And y'all counted me out. I still worked on it
They still [?] Couldn't catch it
Couldn't sk** or then feel it. Couldn't k** me if you had a feeling
Sk**ing the real and motherf**ers, I'm back, boy
[Deezy Alfamega]
Uh, with my n***as. Rolling good ish
It's Team SMB. Yeah, we on that hood ish
Yeah, and I bet y'all wish I would switch
But give me three wishes. I wish, I wish, I wish you would, trick!
Yeah. RJC, you know we in this, bro
My boy, Rashaun Tha King, k**ing every instrumental
C-Note getting bread. We the bread winners
Your girlfriend's a head giver cause your a** dead, n***a
Yeah, I'm in this thing off the top of the head
And you already know that's what I said
And I'm in the bed with one eye closed but I'm focused
You already know I rep them Yung Ice $oljaz
n***a, I had writer's block. Your girlfriend like the co*k
Matter fact, I beat it up. Yeah, I'm something like the cops
But I ain't no pig, though. Flyer than swine flu
Aye, I am the best. Need I remind you
I don't really care about them hating old n***as
It's YI$ for life. Man, shoutout to Trigga
It is what it is. Ain't no beefing in this, n***a
I am the pooh, you can ask Tigger. Yeah
Rap City, put them in the basement
Your girlfriend on me so, I had to give her a facelift
And I, I k** this beat like Jason
Ball so hard, need a Naismith
n***a, no replacement. I am the original
Your girlfriend on me, though. You already know
No subliminals when I say, "Forget Dingana!"
I'm the real Deezy. Sunny Daze, mess with me, bruh! Ha!
I admit, that's a little childish
Yeah, I am the hottest n***a on the planet. Y'all just the mildest
And if you're tryna battle me then, y'all just the wildest
I am Daddy Deezy and I know who my child is
Ha, yeah, I don't play 'round
And you can save all that BS for the playground
Yeah, and if you do that then, slide
I'm swinging to the clouds. I'm the best rapper alive, b**h!
[C-Note]
I leave y'all a** dead, y'all heaven's toys
"s** me bruh," Tevin voice!
Yeah, and I'm just making all this noise
While your girl be on my dick and she be leaping for joy. Uh
Tell her to jump and the b**h say, "How high?"
"How high can I go, n***a?" b**h, you can die. Uh
Give me your crutches. I'm so royal, double dutchess. Uh
[Deezy Alfamega]
n***a, f** it. Go!
[C-Note]
I'm going back in. f** these hating n***as
I'm building them up. Call them, built n***as
That didn't make no sense. I'm just rhyming off the head
And I'm going in. Leave your a** dead
Ok, bulletproof vest, n***a. Call me 50 Cent, n***a
I'm too fresh, n***a. You ain't doing sh**. Ahhh!
I'm way too cold, n***a. Go and get the Theraflu, you too old, n***a
Go and get the Theraflu. Don't make me embarra** you
n***a, I'm the best. n***a, don't make me embarra** you
I'm too fly
Jumping out the plane and I don't need a parachute
I'm just going in. Need a new pair of shoes
n***a, you too fake. Get the f** up out my face
n***a, 'fore you catch a case. n***a, I'm too cold
Get the f** up out my face. n***a, I'm too bold
Got you writing in Italics. n***a, got you writing Times
New Roman. n***a, I'm the best. Get in back of the line. Ahhh!
And I'm about to get signed, n***a
Get to the back of the mine, n***a. Get up out of my mind. Ah!
This victory is mine, n***a. Call me Stewie Griffin. Ah!
Yeah, Call me Blake Griffin. I'm in it just to win it. Ah!
[Deezy Alfamega]
Uh, it's cool, C-Note. Hold up
It's SMB
[C-Note]
We them Yung Ice $oljaz!
Listen up, b**h!
Aye, what's up, b**h?
[Deezy Alfamega]
What's good, f** boy?
[Star Dolphinz]
What's poppin', ho?
[Deezy Alfamega]
What's crackin', f*ggot?