What's a cap to a big shot Stay in ya lane or I'm on ya bumper like gridlock This ain't the race, this a pit stop So let me say this off da tip-top Ima white boy that pulls strings So you already know the kid rock Hold on, let me lick a shot That a solve his liquor and his weed problem Cuz the left might leave em drunk But the right hand it'll detox him I hope you ain't planning on standing there Wit dem little toy guns Cuz when men go to war That's when the little boys run Hakeem who, he's so late Oh dats ya girl? She no safe I steal ya chic, then wipe the prints Cuz under pressure egos break I peeped ya fate And it's really looking bad for you son So treat Tiana like ya queen Instead of acting like one Okay, I got a dark heart but it just got darker Why go against me, don't ever bother You know I run you so after I sun you Maybe it help you be a better father They won't a thing when they saw ya Well here's an anonymous tip Since you got da sauce Then after I shoot you the police can follow da drip...
I bet you flip flop Flip flippidy flop So keep ya lip locked Or my clip clippidy pop Ya time runnin out like tic toc