I go on and on and on and Don't approach me, I back the ratchet, that's a warnin' Yeah, hahaha Y'all gon' appreciate this slap today Taheem allah, king asia had it, galore Aka buss' rhymes, big daddy kane, and the motherfucker Yo, we in the motherfucker this evenin' Rest in peace biz mark' Rest in peace to all of our fallen soldiers Rest in peace to pnb rock, look Look, somebody pouch my cran And put it back in my motherfuckin'— Yo, yo We on coast now, back with the force, respect the boss Y'all stood off, shit leak out your head, like pasta sauce Who's to blame? (uh) burden this bitch and bang a flame Ayo, we back (montgomery, bitch), you know the name (ayo) You're ridin' on empty, you should refuel the amigo Most you niggas is finished, the pockets of complexico Passed it though, cook you and serve you, like a casserole And lay you wide on the street and display you, like a fashion show Sorry, but I have to go, my spitter's full of rockets And I'm dumb with all you niggas in quadrilateral boxes Compatible with toxins, the tec's jam electrical Reflect the image of niggas gettin' chopped with a thousand options The shit that I can cock this, mixed like type-two diabetes Mixed with high cholesterol, honorary blockage (haha) You better call the cops, kid Or quickly turn into one of them niggas abroad As a hailin' or solvable hostage Next throw the coke around, like them niggas in moshpits A lot of niggas think they got it, but nigga just pop shit We 'bout to give niggas bangers, controllin' the block itch The fact that I'm holdin' a rock while I'm throwin' a knot, bitch Yeah, I see these niggas still lyin' on they raps and buyin' they own plaques (huh?) I'm so relaxed, I don't reply if you don't at Killer been chillin', but somebody die and the bro snap He dyin' to go "grraht" That's when y'all niggas gon' be dyin' to go rat In and out of jail, so we don't mind if we go back (huh) Got the rap bended down to the science, don't know cap (woo) Hall of fame and we're just analyzin' my old stats (ah) Glidin' on those tracks (ah), my catalog in it's entirety all slap And my impact is like that of a ball bat Swing from aaron judge, bring canary studs (talk to 'em) Yeah, Mercedes concept, where you get that from? You talkin' online and I ain't worried 'bout that bum (come on, man) I was bullshittin', then I three-peat back to back, uh Machine brought that feel back, how they ain't gon' Jack, son? (woo) I'm 'bout to go on my kobe and shaq run (ah) Punch a nigga in the chest and get a collapse month (hahaha) Doat street, may block, you know where I'm at, uh (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Made a solemn oath to never stop gettin' Decades later, stay about business Spinnin' whilst we sayin' harry potter picture Tried to give my game, but they said he not listenin' Some of y'all got that fetty wap vision My third eye proved my F.N. carnation Move like the feds and hit every spot different Ha, when me and buss' hit the block—, listen Let me try to spit it to you logically You got Kevin's heart but no state property I claim whatever in this sheer monopoly Park, please, boardwalk them greens, I got the three Stop playin', y'all, I got a third sum eat But I left a spot at the table, it's common courtesy The urgency for currency certainly workin' me, purposely Even inversely, turnin' me into hercules No laggin' and that's the dept of it If y'all don't know the roots to this, let me questlove it Instead of y'all livin' on a set budget Make sure that bag secure, next subject I ain't at the atm to check luggage My bags carry on (we'll come to you later) 'Cause I'm a real earner boy And you don't wanna turn the boy into a nat turner boy You 'bout to be a learner, boy Enjoy yourself until I pop smoke and burna boy In the story, no one goes after me I ain't contract so you can last for me Don't ask me to pass the mic', that's blasphemy Fuck I look like to y'all? David cassidy A big daddy, haha My man, my man wrote Let's count this bread because you been the type of fellows Hahaha