My crew do be signing boobies, copping rubies

Smoking doobies, *hock* *spit*, catching scoobies

Watching movies in jacuzzis, drinking Truly's

'Cause they're delicious

My rhymes are vicious, yours fictitious, mine malicious

I don't blame these other rappers for being suspicious -

Of how I got the flow that they dream 'bout in their wildest wishes

I go ham on all my hooks just like some fucking fishes

Snap on stage and blow your baby girl some kisses,

And you can't make a scene, she's actually just your mistress

This is ridiculous, I can't believe my shit is

Poppin' off like this, word to moms, pops is my witness

Talking to baby girl and she was like, "Hello"

Said, I'm a mellow fellow, exuding yellow

My aura so bright, like diamonds

With no watch, but I'm shining

Don't cop the bling to up my swag, that's freestylin'

Bastard flow, nastier than cashis blow

Rope-a-dope against George foreman in 74

October's truest very own, brought to you on the third

'95, 25 comin' soon, ya heard

Word to my momma, no drama, trynna make commas

Yo, f**k the White House, sit me down with Obama

Like ayy, wuddup Barrack, I'm just grinding and struggling

Smoking all this dope, but hey, I gotta die from something

No mo' backtrackin' or napsackin' or backpacking

I'm back clapping the beat, back rapping some heat

Back strapped with a piece, no, strapped with some peace

So, when you put your hands up, I won't shoot like police

Sheesh, I'll beat your ass down and then cheese

Put ya to rest and bless your soul just like a sneeze

Jeez, I'm got bars, my connection is good

F**k you, "I'm out of line," I step correct when I should

Good god, good golly, and good gracious

Talk down on my name, bro, that shit is fallacious

Keep that same energy, boy., I'm always vivacious

Audacious, tenacious, and just a little flirtatious

You know that my vocab is so rad, that's no cap

Looking around seeing these mothafuckas toe tap

Bangers, vibes, all that, I blow that

Got everybody asking, "Shakes, where your next show at?"

Ring, ring, ring, Prime's here with a bag of lube

Ready to f**k your plans up like I'm spilling food'

I'm in the club with a Coogi on like it's '92

Waitin' on you to try me, like the song I'm singing to

Shakes, you spittin' loogies? Well, I'm robbin' houses

Sippin' Henny, while staring daggers and half smilin'

They think I'm wildin' 'cause the weed and liquor got me stylin'

Now put your hands up if you saying, "F**k the drama"

F**k problems, f**k for mileage

And if you do, just don't end up with a toddler

You gon' find me sipping Henny with problems

I came here with two damn blunts and an ice to sip

I might be colder than some ice chips or a scorn b**h

And if you questioning my bars, go and suck my d**k

Yeah, suck my d**k

Primetime

I released the hounds by the sound of a gun at point blank range

Claimed to be insane in the brain plus mentally deranged

Cause I'm ill, in for the thrill, to be surreal

No damage done, still number one, the chosen son

I'll reap your benefits, hold up your mind for commonsense

I'm taking gems 'cause the rest are all counterfeit

Are you a Montagu or Capulet

'Cause at the end it doesn't matter, this mount I'll use, your cap will split

It's evident that I'm gonna cause a scene with the management

F**k the rules, I am a loose cannon and I'll stand where you sit

I won't submit 'cause I have the power to vanquish all who spit

So, this is it, grab all your shit cause it's time for you to quit

I can admit that I do type these bars for the skeptics

On this mic I am the full price, you're only half the cent

Try to repent to your landlord for skipping out on rent

Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes left

I'ma keep fighting for peace until my last dying breath

Keeping my eye on the fouls, you can call me the ref

No haters fucking with me, but I simply digress

The Truth, Grand Lotus, the proof is beating inside my chest