I'm back on that old shit, I ain't gon' lie to you
Real picture painter, every song another portrait
Huncho got more hoes than Spongebob wearing forces
Plugged off in Seattle, now my P's come outta Portland
Duck her when I leave her organs, givin' rappers rigor mortis (Come on)
Niggas had that hype and then fell off Quincy McCall (Come on)
How y'all idolize me? Bitch, I just wasn't shit to y'all (Aye)
The method to this man is every day I get that cream
How I go from getting fronted to the front of magazines (Go)
Cause Huncho that nigga and I been that since the start
Type to hit her and her bestie have them fighting at Berry Park
Then compose em I'm Mozart, knowing Cho ain't got no heart
Could be below zero got 50 coats, wouldn't give her a Carhart
Huncho that nigga, man, and everybody gotta face it
My pop was Jigga man cus he sold rocks across the nation
I had a bigger plan, knew I'd be him right over time
Cause I turned down the record deal, was livin' out my ma garage
So how the fuck these niggas me? We ain't even have no heat
But my moms ain't never trip cause all I needed was a beat
Before the rappin' I was walkin' off these lines, I got some keys
Raps on Tookie Williams flow, they listen to me overseas
Was a worker gettin' my opinion asked by the bosses
From that Gilcrease garage to that New York corner office
Huncho got more motion than arena football offense
Lyrical serial killer I keep puttin' rappers in coffins
I want all these niggas dead
Every song another portrait
Huncho got more hoes than Spongebob wearing forces
Plugged off in Seattle, now my P's come outta Portland
Duck her when I leave her organs, givin' rappers rigor mortis
Niggas had that hype and then fell off Quincy McCall
How y'all idolize me? Bitch, I just wasnt shit to y'all
The method to this man is every day I get that cream
How I go from getting fronted to the front of magazines
Bitch that nigga back