Released: September 13, 2012
[Verse]
Listen, uh, look
They don't party cah they scared to bar Loonz
Crazy little bunnies wanna watch me like a cartoon
Too many rappers like to gas about a hard tune
Make a real song and start spitting, what you can't do
They get JSA but they say they earning gwap
Saying that they're striking like they're Berbatov
Still making vids about the kind of guns you learnt on COD
Your team are cheerleaders, not a murder squad
You're not Ash, don't tell me that you catch M's
Gonna get yourself in trouble fam, about you flash skengs
You ain't grinding 9-5 and you don't make P's
Gonna need luck like the shape on your fake jeans
Look, I duck pigs and they curl hogs
People wanna bring the long-nose 'cause of known dogs
Even if the loot's dead, can't bump me star
Always wanna know how low is the Peter
Bill each, maybe five bills [?]
Dash it in the cupboard, call that an evil monkey
If we go Nando's, it's a merry one
See my chick's bubbly, she got the Peri on
Zero MC's messing with this number one
I won't ask for a twos cah I don't bun
He won't go free if I hit him in his jawside
I wanna blow like the smoke from the 45
Haters can't stomach me cah I make 'em sicks
Since '07 I've been stunting on the chicks
These rappers all hungry but I just ate though
Nine times that I've made ten higher papes fold
I'm A-Class, something that you can't be
They're telling me they're fire so I put it on a CD
Now I've got the women up in heaven like they're in E
F that, I keep mine clean like a real G
H, I grind like an orphan
Jeans stay True with the J's, that's Jordan
Stacking up cake but I'm living in a hellhole
M when they try tell me that they don't fold
Sweetboys, 'nough cream, I'll eat a few
I can't afford bare tools when I beef with you
What? Then you're gonna have a shock
Whip out the thunder fam, then I'll let it Pikachu
Listen, uh, look
They don't party cah they scared to bar Loonz
Crazy little bunnies wanna watch me like a cartoon
Too many rappers like to gas about a hard tune
Make a real song and start spitting, what you can't do
They get JSA but they say they earning gwap
Saying that they're striking like they're Berbatov
Still making vids about the kind of guns you learnt on COD
Your team are cheerleaders, not a murder squad
You're not Ash, don't tell me that you catch M's
Gonna get yourself in trouble fam, about you flash skengs
You ain't grinding 9-5 and you don't make P's
Gonna need luck like the shape on your fake jeans
Look, I duck pigs and they curl hogs
People wanna bring the long-nose 'cause of known dogs
Even if the loot's dead, can't bump me star
Always wanna know how low is the Peter
Bill each, maybe five bills [?]
Dash it in the cupboard, call that an evil monkey
If we go Nando's, it's a merry one
See my chick's bubbly, she got the Peri on
Zero MC's messing with this number one
I won't ask for a twos cah I don't bun
He won't go free if I hit him in his jawside
I wanna blow like the smoke from the 45
Haters can't stomach me cah I make 'em sicks
Since '07 I've been stunting on the chicks
These rappers all hungry but I just ate though
Nine times that I've made ten higher papes fold
I'm A-Class, something that you can't be
They're telling me they're fire so I put it on a CD
Now I've got the women up in heaven like they're in E
F that, I keep mine clean like a real G
H, I grind like an orphan
Jeans stay True with the J's, that's Jordan
Stacking up cake but I'm living in a hellhole
M when they try tell me that they don't fold
Sweetboys, 'nough cream, I'll eat a few
I can't afford bare tools when I beef with you
What? Then you're gonna have a shock
Whip out the thunder fam, then I'll let it Pikachu