[Verse 1]
It's Soba Boi, yung killa
Rest in power to the man, rest in beats J Dilla
When I bust a freestyle, ain't no-one iller
Bump a 33 wax joint, spitting no filler
Motherfuckers wanna step
Watch out 'cos the floors hot
Catch me slinging hella mix tapes up on your block
Faded off the dankest, now I'm postured like a doorstop
Rapping cyphers in my head, I wonder when it's your spot
You're not finna get a verse with that fucked shit
Snakes in the grass, think it's time I oughta cut it
Cut it
Run it back and bring me back another
Plundering the instrumentals, that's a word to your mothers
Motherfucker, hit mе up, let's get it cracking in the mix
Watеr whipping in the daw, but I ain't cooking crack with it
We keep it hot inside the studio
We keep it low, we do it dope
That's how it goes, that's what it is
And now you better know
Now you better know