Chorus]

Aiyyo my wrist stay froze (Lemme hear somethin else)

Aiyyo I fuck mad hoes (Yo lemme hear somethin else)

I'm a big dog with big dough (Won't you say somethin else)

Yo man you fuckin up my flow (You ain't got nothin else)

Man I got somethin else (So lemme hear somethin else)

My chain got bagette diamonds (Won't you do somethin else)

I spit rhymes with perfect timing (You could try somethin else)

Yeah you can't stop me from shinin (I'll spit it myself)



[Killer P]

I'm on my way to ASCAP so I can pick up my dough

I ran into a Jacker nigga tryna hit me with flows

He didn't know I had a mind to just bloody his nose

And let the blood pour down on his white clothes



[Pakman]

Chhhh..

Nigga! You don't wanna cipher with me

My name ain't Pakman for nothin, I'm gobblin emcees

Chhhh..



[Killer P]

Damn yo, I wasn't even tryna take it there

Lemme hear somethin in the ear nigga, make it clear

He started goin on about pushin a big Benz

How he stayed jig, and smoked chronic up with his friends

He doin it big and got unlimited ends

I just met the nigga, I seen him walkin up with his mens

Stop frontin shorty, lemme tell you somethin 'bout the game

It's a thin line, from being wack to spittin flames

You gotta represent when you be writin them lines

Don't be a FUCKIN millionaire in every one of ya rhymes

I'ma let you walk in but yo you gotta be quick

I gotta go, and the shit you spittin nigga, better be slick

He started gettin busy, I was noddin my head

Then he fucked it all up and said some shit that I said

Stopped rhymin cuz he knew he shouldn't have said that verse

Lookin stupid as fuck, for that nigga it was the worst

Yo, how you gonna