[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! [x2] [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]