[Intro: Aasim]

Uh, uh, uh

How you fuck around with it? I'm just gon' play it

Uh

[Verse 1: Aasim]

I'm leavin', no more Diddy

Okay I'm lyin', nigga, I'm as loyal as Biggie

I'm gritty, I'm shitty, I gets busy, and for niggas it's a

Wrizzy, word to my nigga Wizzy

The concrete walker, open up the coroner van

Once again, the rebirth of soldier, the cold world is colder

And you niggas guardin' snakes to a cobra

I strike like a Iraq fight, nigga, I'm that type

Nigga, I'm that type, I'm much bolder

I'm a Hummer, mixed with a Range Rover

This is the same one who bought you shit slept on over and over

Citizen jeans on, thermal and a skully

I'm a bully, I'm a business, I'm a barker, not a biter

But I'll beat you like a baby if you bother bеin' blinder

I'm a brother worth a billi, but you silly little suckеrs

Gon' suffer tryna kill me, I'm a trucker drive a milli

Pounds of illi through your city, 'til you feel me, call me Aas'

Call me the God, call me all of the above, show no pity

And I'm so, so for really, that's why I'm like a lion out the

Jungle of Swahili, and that's not even a city

It's a language, I do damage like a savage with a appetite

The rate pillars plunder and I'm sicker than a parasite

I am Cain, I am not the same

Nigga, I have changed, I could end the game, knamean?

[Interlude: Aasim]

Yo, yo

Wize G, get 'em

[Verse 2: Wize G]

And that's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout

Gangsta, gutta shit, Aasim, I'm lovin' it

You know Wize G came to bang, nigga

Fuck with a million, might lose your brain, nigga

OS official supplyin'

I'm givin' em the real, these other dudes officially lyin'

I'm here to put a skirt up these hoes I ain't ever been

Scared to let it go, so you could run a mouth and I'll let it blow

Oh, and that's word to Jesus

We strip niggas naked, boy, please believe us

You see the tools'll cause your jewels come off

Or you fuckin' run so fast, your shoes come off, believe me

You see me, boy, you see the real deal

I'll punch him right dead in his grill

Now if this ain't talkin' tough, this is tellin' it like it is

You see me, better handle your biz

Niggas see me on the streets 'cause I'm there on the daily

G-lock work good the blicker don't fail me

I said blicker don't fail me now

I need you, I'm about to go spank this clown

Once I pull it out, gun' 'em up, I don't care with his son or what

He's gettin' zipped up or he gettin' his tummy tucked

And that's how the story ends

Catch me next time, for now I'm still swervin' in a Benz, catch up