[Verse 1: Danny Seth]
Told you time was of the essence
So I made the Rolex presidential
Then I hollered at my prime boys
Tell 'em man I swear this shit special
I ain’t talkin' just the instrumental
But the bars I wrote with the pen and pencil
Eatin' rappers round the world for breakfast, fuck a full English
Man, that’s what I call a continental
But my temper gettin temperamental
People tellin' me I’m heatin' up like I’m a kettle
But these bruddas out here salty like a pretzel
Still I hold my city down like we in a wrestle
Gold chains like I won a medal
Teeth wrapped up in some precious metals
When my bitch hold my dick I make her use two hands
I guess that makes her ambidextrous
I ain’t worried about shit
Nah, I’m never that impressed
Pull off in this bitch skirt
I ain't talking 'bout a woman’s dress
My wife came straight off a runway
Not the same one as the fucking private jet
And if you ain’t got the message still
I'mma let my brudda Jimmy sing the rest, uh