[Intro]
Yeah, this Drake and Meek shit got me charged up
I heard about a stick up
Got word about a killer
He said he need a pickup, his ride done bounced
Take it to the studio inside out
Whip like my chick with the headlights out
They point me out, they like "That boy there"
Scrawny white boy with the real long hair
And fuck these rappers they for real all squares
All y'all Newports, I repeat squares
Most these boys need reality search
And I spit that sick shit up out of this verse
I swear that every time somebody coming out it gets worse
I be lining bitches up, do a cavity search, go!

[Verse 1]
I been at a short dilemma pacing these halls
Trying to figure out a plan for the tapes and these songs
Cause for far too long I been facing these halls
And there isn't a fucking thing that I can blame it all on
I may be wounded, but I'm limping
Hit enemies with guitars
Make them little bitches fall
All they can see is stars
Back to back, stab stab, leave you bleeding in the yard
I'll throw you up in the woods, you'll get eaten by a dog
Any rapper stepping is a load on my dinner plate
Put in your dedication and hope, I win anyway
Beat you with rubber gloves and electric fence, fuck getting tased
Whoop a n***as ass like "Go, initiate!"
I'm the best though, I'm flexing on the rest flows
You can't fuck with Wesco if you ain't bumping Esco
Loving ladies with the breasts swole, Ernesto
Chicken heads eligible, hit me with the Crest Pro Health
Bitch I'm talking 'bout the Oral B Stages
Her bikini bottom got them coral reef bases
She told me to eat it and I'm like "Sure, I'll be courageous"
A Sexy bitch in front of you, the moral be to take it back to back
[Refrain 1]
Back to back, imagine that, rap and trap
Ripping off the piece, I forgot to strike a match
Dabbing wax, blabbing facts rather fast
Literacy keen when it comes to writing tracks back to back
Imagine that, rap and trap
Ripping off the piece 'til I'm laying down flat
Grab a mat, dabbing wax, blabbing facts
Bitch I been the king, you can bet your ass on that

[Verse 2]
Riding 'round Mobile and I be giggling in traffic
I be bringing in racks while I'm dreaming 'bout disaster hitting
And hands down, I'm prolific with this rapping shit
I'm here to spit this crack, it's not coincidence or accident
So if you ever see me riding and you rap, hide
'Cause honestly bitch, I would like to see you capsize
My eyebrows might heighten if you ask why
Bitch 'cause I'm a shiner like a black eye
Got Drake pissed 'cause I done ran over six of his woes
And after my apology I tried to hit on his ho, shit
You probably try to make her get on slow
You're a bigger bitch than Action Bronson when he pissed off Ghost
I got the homies and we trying to find a happening ravel
I put a bitch in the position of a bat to the batter
There's so many different ways that we'll be scratching and slapping
I don't wanna smash in the fashion that Rabbit did after the battles
Bitch, plus I got proper vernacular
Peep my grammar, I'm bilingual with ebonics and crackers
I'm a prophet and a master, they trying to stop me from happening
When they say they pop a cap in me I cause a catastrophe back to back
I guess that's what my father wanted from me, huh?
Raise Hell 'cause I'm coming from the fucking gutter slums
Got my uncles proud that they're related to their brother's son
Took my father's name, they was all like (Not another one!)
I'm kicked back as I'm hitting on the fire
Clowns in the circus, bet they slip up off the wire
Tie you to a chair, rip your lip off with some pliers
Tell Gates "I don't get tired" and hit him with a tire
[Outro]
J: The trails would be covered in snow
EK: Yeah, meow, meow, no
*Cat meows*
EK: There you go, that-- bitch!
Dude, that cat just tried to bite me
J: He's a dick man
(Don't you tell on the cat! That's the attack cat.)
J: Yeah, a little bit
(He's protecting the house)
EK: I was just trying to pet him