[Intro]

See you guys, you never listen to me!

I said there was gonna be trouble but you didn't listen to me!

You guys are crazy!

A Kato Production

Yeahhh, Webster!

Ya Ya... Ya Ya Ya Ya, ye yeye ye yeye ye

Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya... Ya Ya

[Verse 1]

There's about to be some mother fucking trouble when i'm stepping out the huddle

Got these bitches shaking it like they doing the truffle shuffle

All the dudes up in the spot are steady bobbin they head

Hanging on to every fucking syllable that I said

Got a double shot of whiskey on ice, Tara Lipinski

But fuck i've been drinking so much that shit'll barely hit me

Pop a zanny and go 0-60 until i'm blacking out

Wake up in jail and call my cousin Vinny

I'm a skinny guinea, tattoos on my skin? Shit, I got plenty

Brain cells in my head? I'm missing many

I've lost it already, if you coming at Webby

You better come correct or shit, it's right with his head, B

Do them like Marie Antoinette, when I slam the set

A handsome vet, that's why your girls pants are wet

My competition ain't gon even have a chance to sweat

Cause now i'm on, and their plans are wrecked!

[Hook]

There's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble

Homie that's a fact (homie that's a fact)

There's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble, there's about to be trouble

You can count on that! (you can count on that)

[Verse 2]

I'm cold as Mr. Frosty, icicles be falling off me

Flowin' potent as the poison that they slipped to king Jeoffrey

Wake up and get to work until my cereal is soggy

'cuz i'm... out on my hustle got these haters so salty

That their sodium levels are through the roof

You would think they were drinking ocean water, really to tell you the truth!

I've fuckin had it with these kids that criticize what I do

Come and see me, you'll end up on the sole of my shoe

'cuz see at first I as ight, but I got better with practice

Now i'm only fucking chicks that look like Jessica Rabbit

Shit i've been crazy since I first opened the medicine cabinet

Experimented now I got a hell of a habit (na na)

Yo i'm kidding I exaggerate the truth, cuz...

Mom, if you're listening I swear I don't do drugs!

I had my fingers crossed, homie pass the weed

And if you want trouble follow me

[Hook]

[Bridge]

Baby i'm a trouble maker

That's just always how it's been, ima be one to the end

Tell em baby i'm a trouble maker

That's just what i am, don't make me say it again

[Verse 3]

I've been insane in the head...since I played in a pin

Now i'm on the mic, see yo the game has began

All my enemies just started shakin' and ran

Fuck it ill just let em marinade in the pan

Now Ya you know i'm about to eat these mother fuckers with a fork and a spoon

One with the force you can feel it when i walk in the room

I'm coming out the temple of doom

So dirty i need to be swept with a broom

My foots up on the peddle and VROOM!

The quarterback, yeah of course i'm back

Homie and it's more than rap

Shit i'm so sharp the microphone's got a sword attached

Hey you Luca Brasi's heading where the dolphins at

Better bring your motherfucking snorkel mask