[Intro]
Peace
It's the fucking legend himself (lalalalala)
The Flygod himself (la)
The Almighty
The Merciful
Enough about me, though, n***a
Fuck these n***as, man
Fuck about none of these n***as, man
I could make a blind n***a see
You ain't fucking with me, fuck you, n***a
Ayo, it's Griselda, n***a
Griselda

[Verse]
Ayo, kiss my rosaries
Face in Prada hoseries
Shot the first ten n***as I seen
—so you know it's me
I'm in the cell readin' Dutch
Wipe the prints off, it's a must
'04 on the run
I'm big—Smalls, L, or Pun
Gave my features to my son
Margiela gloves on the M1
Y'all n***as bums
No commissary, no funds
My name golden, n***a
Got your bitch open, n***a
Hit the kitchen like Nitro
Leg drop the brick like Hogan, n***a
[Hook]
I'm nasty
(I'm telling y'all, I don't give a fuck about none of these n***as, man)
Yeah, yeah, I'm nasty
(I'm hearing these n***as' shit, I'm not impressed, man, I swear, yo
My shit dropped in March, n***as I'm already on my second one)
I'm nasty
(Mash up, my third one, n***a, these n***as can't fuck with me, n***a)
Yeah, yeah, I'm nasty
(Y'all need to hang that bullshit up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro: Sample]
Oh, here we go
The Outsiders in the ring
And they are hammering away
They're hammering away at Luger, who is all alone in there
This was a sneak attack
There's Hogan
There's Hollywood Hulk Hogan
The scourge of the wrestling world
And notice somethin' there, there's no yellow, there's no red, he's wearing black