[Intro]
Jukebox Joints
Uh

[Verse]
Runnin', runnin' down the block, undercover dippin' from all the other Opps (Ayy)
I stole a gem from a box, to make sure my flow doesn't stop (Woo, woo, woo)
My life consist of havoc, blockin' traffic
While stayin' fresh on my block (Yeah, yeah)
Don't you try to get close cause I'm close to killing a bomboclaat, uh (Uh, uh, woo)
I'm slidin' over (yeah) I'm slidin over (woo), to get away from posers
I'm glidin' over (yeah) I'm glidin' over (woo), I'm  flyin over losers
Cause these fuck n***as really think they makin' business (Yeah, yeah)
But have no business or mind of takin' my Benjamin's (Woo, woo)
Y'all mothafuckas gon have to re-think again (Uh)
Fellas, homies, n***as, bitches, brothers, sisters come sit down to have a listen (Yuh, yuh)
Please listen to the words, replay this verse hopefully you get it, get it (Set, set, set)
I'm the Odyssey, the Young Prodigy (woo) robbin' n***as of their glory, please
I speak, I manifest, I speak, I manifest every thing that I come to be (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain’t worried bout you piss poor rappers (Ain't worried bout)
Wearin’ fake chains made of tinfoil wrappers (Yeah)
Couldn’t touch the kid if you n***as even tried it (Nah, nah)
Fuck off my dick since you n***as keep ridin it (Woo)
Leadin’ this game like mothafuckin Captain
Runnin’ this race, man I keep overlappin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Slide in my black drop, never caught lackin’
Why y’all rap bout shit that never happened? n***a