[Hook] (x2)

I throw the goretex on when I pop out

Cause the rain sure to come

You get washed out

I’m on a full court press

You Get boxed out

Mama truly said it best

You get knocked out

[Verse 1]

Back at it for the rap Addicts

Pass me the mic

Let me take a stab at it

With the fat Matic

Y’all folding like craftmatics

Stay in the court flipping

Like acrobatics

But y’all act savage

They lack status

But they act boss

Cold as Jack Frost

Over balconies

Get your ass tossed

Get lost in the wilderness

Ain’t no emcees Ill as this

Straight from the jungle

With the gorillas mist

Iron fist like Danny Rand

My tеam moving like the Hand

Command a whole clan

And collеct the bands

If they ever ask who’s the man

Awon with the plan

1000 plus grams

Wrapped in Saran

If the mic stop working

That’s the plan B

Only real street niggas understand me

I don’t got no friends

It’s all family

Starting a war with me is insanity

[Hook] (x2)

I throw the goretex on when I pop out

Cause the rain sure to come

You get washed out

I’m on a full court press

You Get boxed out

Mama truly said it best

You get knocked out

[Verse 2]

On a sativa when I wrote the verse

Hotter than the molten Earth

Grew up in the church

But known for doing dirt

Barely a teenager cooking work

Baseheads go beserk

Phone known the chirp

In traps I’m known to lurk

Rare polos and A-solos

I roll dolo

Machine gun rap

Brolic like Bolo

These rappers Bozos

I’m Doc Ellis pitching No Nos

To check their albums

You need No Doze

A lot of rappers play gansta

But the fronting though

CB4 Gusto

I gotta let all of these suckers know

Authenticity speaks

It’s not a gimmick

When I hear your whack adlibs

All I do it’s grimace

Rich niggas be sensitive in the comments

Hip hop is a competitive sport

It’s not a convent

We out for blood

Just remember who you playing with

So Don’t step to the mic

If you ain’t saying shit

[Hook] (x2)

I throw the goretex on when I pop out

Cause the rain sure to come

You get washed out

I’m on a full court press

You Get boxed out

Mama truly said it best

You get knocked out

[Scratches] (x2)

I got no time for fakin' jacks

Around the room, around the way, around the world on a day

No matter the weather you find me out doin' whateva

You gettin' knocked out the box no matter who you are