Lyrics
If the shoe fits you then do the Jiu Jitsu
You ain't shit I'm a pit you a Shitz-tzu
Swing the Ginsu Yoshimitsu
Pop the Mistu
I'll apply the pressure if you got an issue
What's poppin with you
My shit poppin but i'm out here
Rocking like the rents due
Blud I'll red dot you like a Hindu
Nah we don't order off the menu
Took it cross the border rock the venue
I know the fundamentals
Pick it up like a rental
Raving with the plug up in Sundissential
Mashed in my deck chair
Yac on my vest
Ash in my chest hair
I ain't tryna promo nuttin
I'm dippin out the back like the popo coming
My phones still flashing
Bro still cussin'
You know the drill cousin
I got no chill button
I wear foxes
I rock the Fear Of God with the rare ostrich
I got a pull like a pair of oxes
New creps in Nike Air boxes
The fly fiberoptic
Run the diagnostic
Mans a prophet (stop it)
Ad hoc I had the oz in my back pocket
Shit I just sat on it
I'm It the shits lit like a NASA rocket
Big man back in office
Shattap you bladdy sausage
Ring o'ring of roses
Rave full a posers
Pocket fulla packet
Jokers turned promoters
Bankers on the kezza
Professors driving Ubers
Career against the clock
TikToks a fuckin' movement
In a state of flux
Eggs is on ice
Brexit lookin cute now we fearin' for our lives
Woke looking' sleepy
Fear a booming business
The left sounding snitchy playing right into they fingers
Reporters on the telly treating crisis like the super bowl
Nutters up in office
All hail the fuckin super troll
Truth be told we setting useless goals
But really who's to know