Have It Out

Way down in the jungle deep Where the real trap stars and the junkies meet (yeah) Where they want that hard white and niggas pumpin' beat And niggas having dreams 'bout slumpin' me (yeah) But my niggas bust back (back) All-black outfit, Daffy Duck's back Squeeze off crouchin', I'ma buss that Disrespect me, it won't be water off a duck's back Next year, I'ma crush that shit That they call the industry, and cop a mustang (mm) I was trappin' last year in the plush van Chillin' out with my nigga Knucks where the thugs hang (literally) We'll be comin' 'round there on some robbin' shit Playin' Jimmy Conway like Robert did You niggas ain't gully, you ain't poppin' shit I'ma show you motherfuckers 'bout this bossin' shit We can have it out We can bang it out, get the maggie out Ra-ta-tat it out Slap a nigga in the head, watch it splashin' out (yes) We can have it out We can bang it out, get the maggie out Ra-ta-tat it out Slap a nigga in the head, watch it splashin' out Way down in the jungle deep Runnin' 'round with a strap, and it's proper peak (yes) Gettin' blamed for shootings when it wasn't me Feelin' exhausted, loss of sleep If I see my enemy and he's flossin' deep I'ma scratch the paintwork on his glossy cheek (yes) And let the key work on his worthless teeth Show you the outcome of niggas mockin' me Let the burnin' start Get the burger, burst it, burn his clock (yes) These niggas ain't bust with their virgin hearts We can take it old school and do it virgin spar (mm) When the something's rinsin' and we swerve out fast That's that Maggie Simpson comin' to burn out Bart All tinted, shit'll turn out dark When we rinsin', jump in and burn out cars (yes) We can have it out We can bang it out, get the maggie out Ra-ta-tat it out Slap a nigga in the head, watch it splashin' out (yes, yeah, yeah) We can have it out We can bang it out, get the maggie out Ra-ta-tat it out Slap a nigga in the head, watch it splashin' out