[Intro]
Na na na, you already know its P-R-Y-D-E
Na na na, you already know its P-R-Y-D-E (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Look

[Verse 1]
Showed up to a house party in a Jason mask and overalls
Holy balls, Prizzys coming back to murder all of ya’ll
Bloodsheds for you punk heads or nerdy core
You ain’t eating me you’re a herbivore
Someone you never heard before
New to your ears, floozies in here
Smack your father in the face, momma dukes be in fear
Going hunting, but I’m not about to go shoot me some deer
I’m shooting critics in the face for trying to think about my plays
I’m ain’t hip-hop, cool that I’m not
Well at least to you I ain’t, but oh well I make my money through pop
I’m a nickel hitting dimes, and it be like Russell don’t stop
Word to Pun, I ain’t a player but I’m fucking a lot
Hard to believe when I look twelve, shaking up your bookshelf
L.E.S, Chinatown, is where all my crooks hail
Your girl is a floozie, but she still gonna get my nut
Boy, I’ll be honest take it as a compliment inside a nutshell (Augh)
Tour in call, tour with Jay, now solo
Everyone who said they’d never to my ass is now a no-show
Stupid commenters writing essays on how I’m so-so
But I’m paying no mind to your essays, I’m spitting loco
Get it
I don’t need to spit a punchline to prove I’m it
Because most of you rappers can’t make hits
Try and sing a hook and stick to your sound, forget singing a hook
Most of ya’ll can’t even figure one out
Started Bottom Dollar, Mr. Prizzy, Hustle, Mobbin’
That’s a short ass list of how Prizzy could be a problem sucker
I could say more, but I ain’t gonna repeat
You want more homie, buy the EP
Prizzy bye

[Outro]
But I ain’t gonna repeat
You want more homie, buy the EP
Prizzy bye
Now I ain’t gonna repeat
You want more homie, buy the EP