Lyrics
Last time that we spoke, it was smoke in the air
And everybody said you won,
But I don't like that there (I don't like that)
Cause Big Jame$, he a beast, and he don't take no L's (Hell naw!)
So now I'm back and I'm better and it's so unfair (yuh!)
The way I'm bout to drag your old ass across this beat
It might just raise your blood sugar, cause I'm just too sweet
Should be illegal for a man to posses this much heat
I'm just too neat, cause Big Jame$ the real OG
Big P.O.P can't see me on the M-I-C, your rhymes too weak
I'll drop kick you in your knees
And watch your old ass fold up, like a old bed sheet
I'm from the streets bruh, I'll hit you in yo E-Y-E (baow!)
Now who the hell you say you hitting in the E-Y-E?
It won't be me, I put that on G-O-D
Cause if you trynna S-W-I-N-G on me
You might just mess around and have to need an EMT
Boy I'm surprised you still rapping, after last time what happened
When I snapped on the beat and wiped your ass like a napkin
Dammit, maybe you forgot, but boy I been about that action
I could hit you one time,
You gone be speaking in captions (baow, baow)
Whether fighting on the mic, I'm a certified steppa
I taught 21 to be a savage, call me professor (21, aye)
Been an OG in these streets for so long, feel like forever
Before your ass was even thought of, I was here,
Applying pressure (woo!)
When I step out, the clouds open up like a window
If you put me on a beat, Imma eat like it's dinner (eat it up!)
I keep a belt on my hip, it cuts you up like a splinter (brrrah!)
Your new name Little Debbie cause your soft in the middle (soft ass!)
Hold up, Big Jame$, on god, no cap, straight up
Now I'm really about to get on your head
Cause everybody know the truth, and why you act like you do
On the inside, you really just a lonely old man!
That's always why you mad all the time (For real)
Ain't got nothing else to do but whoop ass and do crimes (On god!)
You getting old, you already going blind