[III/XII] Lock Jaw (Freestyle)

[Intro]

Feel like I shoulda put a grill in for this one

[Verse: Big K.R.I.T.]

They hollerin', "Krizzle, where you been?"

I been outchea on it

Studio going

Kicking and flowing

3 in the morning

Trying to make something worth it cuz most this rap shit ain't working

Im fully focused on clowning these clowning clowns for the circus

Ugh

Im just trying to ride to city I ain't never been

And get that club appearance money that’s too much to spend

And buy another old school and sit it on some rims

And hit the nearest KOD and throw it in the wind

Hell it was tax free

Ill blow all that shit before they tax me

The ticket for today that other ticket last week

We talking prices you don’t like then don’t ask me

Cuz every time I kick a verse the price go higher and higher

I make a beat and rap on it that’s like fire to fire

When most these lames was in they feelings I was rotating tires

Selling country shit when the label said that they wouldn’t buy it

Like why would you deny it?

Them niggas get livest when I get on my live shit I might start a riot

Despite my empire you act like im lying

I'm among the top 5 bitch and wasn’t even trying

Ugh

They drop the ball all they want and ima pick it up, windmill, 360, behind the back but that just ain't enough

I'm left to shoot the shot one on the clock

I'm living for the clutch

A nigga that don’t understand the game someone that I can't trust

A hoe that's down to fuck for fame a hoe that I can't fuck

When you king Midas with the flow some shit you just can't touch

Gold twankies im out here swanging on these hoes

Multi be the gang im outchea banging on these hoes

No half stepping Big Daddy Kaning on these hoes

Mo money mo money I'm Daymond Wayans on these hoes

For the 2000s

Ima buy what I want while you browsing

We set the standard higher than a giant standing on two mountains

I built my ship to ride the wave im like who drowning?

Now days the bag of hot potatoes my nigga like you counting

Too much, wrist hurtin, how much? ain't certain?

Gotta break it down use the money counter and watch out for these niggas lurking

This crack the house spittin dollas in the game got these bitches twerking

Multi till the sun die

Bitch 12 for 12 with these verses

[Outro]

Krizzle, Krizzle

Let's go