[Verse]
Today we throwin' on linen (Yeah)
Punks jump up and get holes all in 'em
Roll up the whole O, no kiddin' (Yeah)
Purple haze, 2 keys, Nicole Kidman (Hoe)
No need to call police cause that's snitchin'
Bro, listen
You flowin' a'ight, but still, something's missin'
You got a little skill and ambition
But you can't just have talent, you got to have vision
These n***as is all rappin' the same (Uh)
Scared little boys with make-believe names
Bring your crew then I'll bring the gang
Wring your neck
'Til the color of your face change
Fuck being mainstream, I'm raw
Twin MAC-10s stashed in the Benz doors
Prince among thieves and ten dollar whores
Do high speeds in the olive green Porsche
If you pull that gat, you better squeeze off
Cut him down like Jack did the beanstalk
I don't have to ask to eat in this sport
I just sit down and put the meat on the fork (Yeah)