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