[Intro L. Roy Jetson talking] I'm zoning, I'm zoning, I'm zoning on you n***as I'm zoning, I'm zoning, I'm zoning on you n***as [L. Roy Jetson Verse] It's Jetson, How the f** you doing? Sticking to the track like the hair that b**hes glue in You n***as flip-flop and that's why I'm a shoe in That's right I'm on a mission, time to bring the crew in For family or money, I'll knock a n***a head off Tote that heavy metal when I rock it (rocket) they gon jet off So any track I get on, it's only right I get off So if I want you dead, Why would I call the hit off Bad to the bone like osteoporosis I'm a son of a gun and my pops is more ferocious Take heed to the warning and try not to approach us I feel (phil) you on that bullsh** it's time to change the coaches Getting money ain't a hobby, to me its necessary Scared money don't make money, yeah you extra scary Ask yourself a question and yeah the answer varies Do you feel lucky? Mask Jim Carey (ahhhh) Welcome to Mars, you speaking to the god of war Beefing over lettuce I guess that makes me an omnivore Don't get into something I'm sure you didn't sign up for Clean up crew, and u n***as the final chore Bring out the broom cause it's a clean sweep I ain't bluffin it ain't nothin just to get you offed for cheap Like freddy hope you ready when they catch you in your sleep Any questions leave a message at the sound of the beep Father forgive me, I had to send them through It was either them or me, shiiiiit what was I to do? And life is such a mystery they should've bought a clue We was beefing so that chopper had to turn them into stew (I'm out)