Big K.R.I.T. - 100 Thou Off Beats lyrics

[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]