[Verse 1: Boldy James]
You don't know a nigga this hood, never met a nigga this street
Never seen a nigga this cut, stick tucked with killer instinct
Ten-fifty for my gym sneaks, chinchilla, full-length mink
Stretchin' oil with the mannitol, out in Saint Paul slick as fish grease
You don't know a nigga blowed up to a fat pack from a sixteen
Real coke boy on high voltage, nine thousand watts, RIP Chinx
Ten racks like on Cuban links, make a nigga heart skip beat
Have girly them jumpin' out the pot, synchronized swimmin' in sync
Lil' nigga, you a pipsqueak, fuck you mean? Ain't shit sweet
Take 'em up top when it get steep, don't get stepped on, I got some big feet
Pussy, yeah, I'll leave a nigga six feet
Give me three feet, no check, dump the whole sack off in Brightmoor
Losin' weight like it's lipo, move the H like a typo
Move through the H with the micro, bro shoot the K like a psycho
Broad day with his ice on, spin a nigga bend like a cyclone
In the Maybach on Forgi' X, purple, so it's rex in my styro'
[Pre-Chorus: Boldy James]
Deuce of Trissy in my Sprite taste like a ten of Act' (Ah)
Baby bottles full of Wock', this ain't no Similac (Pour up)
Why they keep dissin', sendin' shots? They know we send 'em back (Hrrt)
A nigga play with Boldy blocks, you know we spinnin' back
[Chorus: Boldy James]
Fap, fap, fap his ass down
Fap (Walk him down), fap his ass down (Slap out)
Fap (Walk him down), fap his ass down (Ten thou-wow)
Put a dunce cap on him, now he the class clown
Fap (Slap out), fap his ass down
Fap (Stomp him out), fap his ass down
Fap (Run him down), fap his ass down (Slap out, run him down)
Put a dunce cap on him, now he the class clown (Grrt, clown)
[Verse 2: Boldy James]
Piecin' out a half a square, gave Tricia what I had for Baron
Bundled up, freezing, comin' through Cleveland in that Cavalier
Turned off on the next exit due to a traffic flare
Pulled into the Best Western with little time I had to spare (Slap out)
Reached out to this one bitch in Columbus from the choke and kill
Strung out on the crystal, but her coworkers be smokin' pills
Tweakin' out on acid, know my blow the real-deal Holyfield
Touch back with a whole one, should've went in for the overkill
[Pre-Chorus: Boldy James]
Deuce of Trissy in my Sprite taste like a ten of Act'
Baby bottles full of Wock', this ain't no Similac
Why they keep dissin', sendin' shots? They know we send 'em back
A nigga play with Boldy blocks, you know we spinnin' back
[Chorus: Boldy James]
Fap, fap (Slap out), fap his ass down
Fap (Walk him down), fap his ass down
Fap (Walk him down), fap his ass down (Slap out)
Put a dunce cap on him, now he the class clown (Grrt)
Fap (Run him down), fap his ass down
Fap (Stomp him out), fap his ass down (Fap, fap)
Fap (Run him down), fap his ass down (Fap him down)
Put a dunce cap on him, now he the class clown
