Producer: Dr. Dre
[Verse]
Uh
Supreme team, fitted box logo over the tee
I make your rat ass man pick up his beans (Facts)
I can't believe these bitches spilling' Earl Grey over me
I stepped up out the house strapped just like Quan Chi'
These lyrics are a mousetrap, Jerry West chasin' cheese
Uncle Tom's on the road, grab the fifth, make him plead
Tryna write your testimony but your axe test my chi
The chopper get to st-st-stutterin' like Timothy
Best believe I'm chasin' cheese
Second-hand smoke and cooler pack, I'm Mister Freeze
Beanie man, won't she feel it? Boy, forget that ting
I'm always in control, like Janet, I never sing
Limp wrist and licking' shots at you bastards, I am a twink
Used to flip patties, now I'm flippin' records like Bink
Almost got kicked out for dirty sink (Facts)
Second fiddle playin' that role better than protagonist
Final flash to all you stragglers, I'm Prince Vegee'
Gots to be a boss bitch if your babies wanna eat
If you want it then I can get it, I'm rippin' it off your screen (Gimme that)
Snatchin' it off your plate, take your blessings and your dreams
The house all turn out like the... bruh
I can't believe these basic niggas can't follow my topics (Uh)
What I'm supposed to do, be dumb for you or keep makin' a profit? (Nah)
Simple rhyme ass niggas makin' me wanna stop it, steal all your thunder
Movin' in and leave my shit in your socket
Shoutout my family, my followers, know they need a profit
You pray to Allah, Jehovah, I pray to Dallas Austin
Know there's a place beyond the pines like Ryan Gosling
Told my fans I always love you like Dolly Parton (For real)
Ain't no plan, I make a beat then bleed in my scarlet
Gotta get this focus right, gots to keep these vocals tight (Okay)
If these niggas start to win, push the ref, grab the tights
Hangman in the ring and on the mic
These niggas try to steal my plays like the Astros every night
Barry Bonds at the plate, feel the juice at the mic
Niggas think I'm 'raided out, they just scared for their life, that's right
Nasty
Uh
Supreme team, fitted box logo over the tee
I make your rat ass man pick up his beans (Facts)
I can't believe these bitches spilling' Earl Grey over me
I stepped up out the house strapped just like Quan Chi'
These lyrics are a mousetrap, Jerry West chasin' cheese
Uncle Tom's on the road, grab the fifth, make him plead
Tryna write your testimony but your axe test my chi
The chopper get to st-st-stutterin' like Timothy
Best believe I'm chasin' cheese
Second-hand smoke and cooler pack, I'm Mister Freeze
Beanie man, won't she feel it? Boy, forget that ting
I'm always in control, like Janet, I never sing
Limp wrist and licking' shots at you bastards, I am a twink
Used to flip patties, now I'm flippin' records like Bink
Almost got kicked out for dirty sink (Facts)
Second fiddle playin' that role better than protagonist
Final flash to all you stragglers, I'm Prince Vegee'
Gots to be a boss bitch if your babies wanna eat
If you want it then I can get it, I'm rippin' it off your screen (Gimme that)
Snatchin' it off your plate, take your blessings and your dreams
The house all turn out like the... bruh
I can't believe these basic niggas can't follow my topics (Uh)
What I'm supposed to do, be dumb for you or keep makin' a profit? (Nah)
Simple rhyme ass niggas makin' me wanna stop it, steal all your thunder
Movin' in and leave my shit in your socket
Shoutout my family, my followers, know they need a profit
You pray to Allah, Jehovah, I pray to Dallas Austin
Know there's a place beyond the pines like Ryan Gosling
Told my fans I always love you like Dolly Parton (For real)
Ain't no plan, I make a beat then bleed in my scarlet
Gotta get this focus right, gots to keep these vocals tight (Okay)
If these niggas start to win, push the ref, grab the tights
Hangman in the ring and on the mic
These niggas try to steal my plays like the Astros every night
Barry Bonds at the plate, feel the juice at the mic
Niggas think I'm 'raided out, they just scared for their life, that's right
Nasty
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