[Intro]What, what! Y'all scared, OK![Verse 1]We got shows reservedI speak with a force like spoke wordWhile I'm chokin' herbThe heavy black skilletCook up beef until I stack like IllageMike. You don't wanna test my salesI'm on a rampage, when you act chill I dealSnakes send text threats to my cellFuck 'em, I reply back L-O-LI give blunt c-sections, twist greenGet drunk all night and act sixteenLivin' like there's no tomorrowHappy I no longer have to owe and borrowIt's bizarre though, cats act funnyWhen a brotha get a minute piece of rap moneyIf that lil' check got dudes upsetYou gonna be real sick when I do my setMah'fuckas[Hook]Y'all scaredBe aware (Yikes!)The Boogieman's herY'all scarred(Yikes!)[Verse 2:]Yeah, alrightI'll make your side bleedI'll get you hurtI move with more jerks than a five-speedRollin, pockets bulgin'Cops roll blocks can't stop the chosen (Nah)Bars stay hot but the rocks are frozen (Yep)Cats hate me for the spot I'm holdin', Fuck 'emThey wanna put holes in the top catAnd pop big shit till they get popped atThis is NOT rap. It's warnin'Green-card wack emcees who talk foreignAnd leave bars, never cross paths with usThe chain is out but the mag is tuckedDirty hoes wanna take baths with usLet me cum in her throat then drop the soapThese punchlines are not for jokesI puff that green shit, Rasta smokeAnd y'all scared
