Oh yeah, y'all know what time it is We gon' drop it like this
I'll be feelin' like a fuckin' outcast Hands on chains, through the glass
Take my time, let's get them in That's what I've been called in the past
When they go back, visit all my demons of death
I'm jumpin' on them with a ton of the buckets And their time goes to pass
They wanna keep a hold on me Bitch, you rip up my jeans
Claws deep in my feet Turn them, drag me beneath
I'm stompin' down their teeth They're rippin' down my blood from the sheets
I'm thinkin' of takin' a swing in the street Things are not as they seem
Creepin' up in the shadows of me Watchin' you walk, walkin' you talk
And they stop till you get to the park And they put up all their dreams
And snatch it right up at the top Just another judge, don't rest it in with the butt
But I'm just runnin' from the evil window Every corner turned, I'ma turn to the code
I just backtrack and I'm back in the road Got a place, back place
I'ma walk up at the door till they got no food

Y'all n***as know, JGRXXN back And I'm smokin' in his hoe
Legion ass n***as stay suckin' on the tip She a sub-ho, so I'm crackin' the wheels
I don't give a damn like a hill, she flip When y'all hear this, man, y'all boys gon' trip
Smokin' on the bug, so I'ma catch it a lil' Where the smoke at, I'm takin' a lil'
Pa, fake n***as stand back If I catch you slippin', I'ma hit you with the pack
Clickety-clack, clack, clickety-clack, clack Man, y'all boys better jump back
I don't give a damn, man, we strong in this hoe I been pushin' weight, so you know I'm fuckin' swole
Four-two-one, LaBernie is cold Kinda pissed, talk a lot of shit, but use a hoe
Biatch, I teach, n***a