Let’s Link

[Intro: Tech N9ne]

If you don't drink much

If you wake up and you don't think bucks

If you ain't tryna smoke the green stuff

If you the opposite of these let's link up

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

I ain't fuckin' with you if you ain't livin' driven

No matter how much dirt you diggin' even if you is in prison

If you stay on a mission in the kitchen whippin' chickens

If you a miss who love getting dickin' then diggin' thizzin'

If you a money maker, and not a funny faker

Bunny chaser, but your behavior is a heart and tummy acher

If you got spit, hot for real, you don't pop shit

And stop lips, to cop scripts not, wit' a nigga on the block tip

If you ain't-a bitch, thank ya, and you really want gangsta shit

Bang to this, if a nigga ain't soft like a handkerchief, drink a sip

If you wanna come and get the money quickly, and I'm talking brains grip!

If you wanna hunny me and not a dummy wit' me, let's link bitch!

[Chorus: Big Scoob]

You can miss me with that bullshit, pussy nigga

And I can't hear them suckas talkin' 'less they talkin' figures

And I ain't checkin' for no broke ass bad bitch

Keep your pussy, keep it movin' over there, bitch

Money getters, turf the realest over here, bitch

Far from sucka, never trippin' over that bitch

I'm allergic to these suckas, never had shit

Either hate me or you love me with a bad bitch

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]

If you fed up, with the bullshit, with the pulpit

If you fed up with the bully at school sick

If you enemy and wanna let the tool spit

If you rule shit, and wrong with a crude clique

Who gets everybody zooted, woo chicks making 'em lose it

If them fools rich and taking group pics

Of huge chips on Instagram, tempt the man to go move quick

To make them dudes strip

Put the milli on the loose lips

If you the nigga with the Ruger spitter and you 'bout to come out on a true lick

If you fuck with Tech N9ne in this hoe

And if you always wanted to see him rhyme at a show

So if you bring that greenery and wine in the do'

Baby girl if you get naked and waste no time then you blow, let's go!

[Chorus: Big Scoob]

You can miss me with that bullshit, pussy nigga

And I can't hear them suckas talkin' 'less they talkin' figures

And I ain't checkin' for no broke ass bad bitch

Keep your pussy, keep it movin' over there, bitch

Money getters, turf the realest over here, bitch

Far from sucka, never trippin' over that bitch

I'm allergic to these suckas, never had shit

Either hate me or you love me with a bad bitch

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]

If a sucka don't fit you if you never be slippin' without a pistol

Quick to run up on a nigga that tried to diss you

Too bitch to say it if you pit bull then he a Shih Tzu

If you like it insane and you ain't with the norm, you with Strange

And you ain't what them stupid pity games

That motherfuckers play try to mess with your brain

Yeah, if you ain't-a stink butt, if you and the name fuckboy

Never synced up

If you mama nem didn't raise a cream puff

If you swing cuts that have they dreams crushed

If you a bad bitch and you inked up

If you ain't faulty and never have a nigga jinxed up

If we broke and you would help me rob a Brink's truck

Then give a clean fuck, baby let's link up

[Chorus: Big Scoob]

You can miss me with that bullshit, pussy nigga

And I can't hear them suckas talkin' 'less they talkin' figures

And I ain't checkin' for no broke ass bad bitch

Keep your pussy, keep it movin' over there, bitch

Money getters, turf the realest over here, bitch

Far from sucka, never trippin' over that bitch

I'm allergic to these suckas, never had shit

Either hate me or you love me with a bad bitch