[Chorus]

People lookin at me like they got a problem or something

It ain’t nothin to hustler 'cause we can do the scuffle boy

Put the pistol down, boy you need to pick ya knuckles up

You need to get ya hustle up, don’t worry bout that other stuff

Lookin at me like you got a problem or something

It ain’t nothin to hustler 'cause we can do the scuffle boy

Put the pistol down, boy you need to pick ya knuckles up

You need to get ya hustle up, don’t worry bout that other stuff

[Verse 1]

If you Google our name we will pop up

Whole team eaten in this bitch like it’s potluck

Pebbles all in the watch face is yeah it’s rocked up

Slap a nigga with a money clip watch it knot up

If your homie get caught in a jam

He will not up

Quit wit all that tough talk boy y’all really not tough

You could call me hammer I’m a MC you cannot touch

If they ain’t talkin bout a check then it’s not us

If they ain’t talkin respect they can’t get in the office

Talkin that shit you get put in a coffin

Hole in the top of his head like a dolphin

He had spot for a while then he lost it

The plug he just threw me a sack and I mossed it

Bad bitch she just threw it back and I caught it

Boy you must be off a bean you from Boston

Damn how I rap at this speed I’m exhausted

Pullin this shit through my teeth like I’m flossin

Just spent a rack I’m up in Rick and I’m Rossin

Please do not look at my kicks that’ll cost you

My outfit too sick and it’s making me nauseous

You cool with the coppers

I’m moving too smooth like a Rubik's

My shooters is Cuban they pull up and pop ya

They aim at medullas too proper

I gotta stop doing this shit I’m a monster

[Chorus]

People lookin at me like they got a problem or something

It ain’t nothin to hustler 'cause we can do the scuffle boy

Put the pistol down, boy you need to pick ya knuckles up

You need to get ya hustle up, don’t worry bout that other stuff

Lookin at me like you got a problem or something

It ain’t nothin to hustler 'cause we can do the scuffle boy

Put the pistol down, boy you need to pick ya knuckles up

You need to get ya hustle up, don’t worry bout that other stuff

[Verse 2]

I think I’m a rarer breed

I’m a fuckin animal

I just switched the fuckin flow but it still go bananas tho

Mechanical, huh

What the fuck I am the goat

Bitch I neeed the antidote

Poppin like banana toast

Keep a scythe like Thanatos

No matter of where I go

Put together bionicle niggas fishy they barnacles

I’m a real nigga I came straight from Austin

Remember niggas gettin packs off of Halsted

Buy out the store I don’t care what it costed

You a worker I show you what a boss is

I got the deuce, I ain’t talkin the piece sign

Riding around burnin rubber in Nissan

Foreign exotic it came outta Milan

She wanna go off my musk I’m not Elon

She wanna ride off my Muska no Chad

Yo mama say I look better than ya dad

I don’t even really like to brag

I run wit the sack 'cause you fumbled the bag

Niggas ain’t really who they say they is

I’m not up in this 'cause I handle my biz

I know what it was and I know what it is

I know imma pop I can handle the fizz

You niggas too nervous no purpose I see how y’all really be lurkin you move like a serpent I cut off the weight like a surgeon it’s urgent I’m workin my magic like Merlin I’m worth it

Damn