stick up

If I catch them on my strip out slippin'

I'ma make sure they feel it more then just a little bit

Nigga, if I ain't in yo' top five then what the fuck is your argument?

I'm parked in a garage with a Geffen rep A&R

In a Charger the window locked and he coughin' given two options to

Either gain a new artist or losin' out on ya oxygen

Arm barrin' a barber, poppin up to give ya pop a shove

And knock ya mama out and then finger her with the boxing glove

If I catch them on my strip out slippin' (uh)

I'ma make sure they feel it more then just a little bit

They got me flagged, I even fucked around and got illuminati mad

My chippin' tooth keep slippin' through the sloppy mask

The spot they spot me as the ring leader, king me, them niggas get the Rodney ass

Whoopin', shotty blast and then rotisserie the body bag

Double piece shorties, I checker and paint the victim and stick her

The bigger the lick then the bigger the dinner yo' ligament rippin' it ricochet

Rivet and rigged a rib an original Riddick yo' ribbon ain't shit

A lieutenant get ten if yo' tenant attendin' he tendin' yo' tent and attemptin' to back up

They trippin' off of acid still give him a chance to pass the steel

And rap yo' cypher blastin', the passenger gotta grab the wheel

I crashed the Lambo' at the Packer field, kidnap him

I pad the wall and grip a tablet and crack the glass across that bastard's grill

He show up with bandolier and strap across the chest

I'll hand the pistol to your face and still clap when I'm impressed fuckin' clown

If I catch them on my strip out slippin'

I'ma make sure they feel it more then just a little bit