[Verse 1]

Yeah, this I expect you to understand me I stand over you

Original plan, don't play by the rules

You do what you can, me what I want to

I'm a plant that seed then can what I grew

Ain't no Stan, it's Jam in the booth

Gon' check my stance, sucker dare you to move

I'll bust down on you like here come the boom

Oh, do-da-do-do-do-do

Oh, let's go, mic check 1-2

Might wreck 3-4 when I walk through the door

Cuz ol' bo' know Jambo know too

I'm a old soul down a old dirt road pull up

Fire up the grill, what it is pork chop

Ice cold beer, a few cheers for the peers

Every that be laid in the spot with a grass rooftop

Can't stop till we be that gotta bounce back

Go hard till we senile floatin' kayaks

Stay strapped cuz I bе the wild see the pirate

Pеn whippin' up dope notepad pyrex

Note this bust in and bet you get bit

Get past that beast and bet you get hit

Them hollow tips miss somehow you slip in

Two thumbs to the eye boy you ain't seen shit

[Chorus]

Let the fun begin, you better run from them

Got payments due and I collect the rent

Got check to sign, gon' pass the pen

Payback's a bish, gon' reel it in

With a big old grin gon' snap a pic

Toss her back with a splash she get

Unless of course I catch your ass again

I'll fry you up and feed the hungry man

Let the fun begin, you better run from them

Got payments due and I collect the rent

Got check to sign, gon' pass the pen

Payback's a bish, gon' reel it in

With a big old grin gon' snap a pic

Toss her back with a splash she get

Unless of course I catch your ass again

I'll fry you up and feed the hungry man

[Verse 2]

Yeah, you fishnet see through

Real fella gon' smell a fake fella like you

Pop pills every day, any mask you choose

Make you feel safe but you can't hide dude

I'm gonna catch your scent like canines do

Wreck cuz I meant to fight club moves

Bet every thing you want me to lose

Don't believe in me, guess what I do

Ewe, you stink like shit on shoes

That neck get checked by high tech goon

Retrospect lookin' back at you

God bless your death, be quick and soon

Vroom, heart frozen, Elsa-Elsa

Been many moons and our love still swoon

Swam many poons, got a spoon in the backpack

Be right back on a trip to the Moon

Gone cuz he relapsed, never bounce back

Went flat and he laid back in the casket

That's facts if you play that, I know you ain't slick

Calcutta with a hook set reel in bitch

That's dinner for the fam, Lord blessin' these kids

Mama cook it up, make you smackin' your lips

Cracker man sauce kind of flavor is this

That's made from the blood of the ones that I killed

[Chorus]

Let the fun begin, you better run from them

Got payments due and I collect the rent

Got check to sign, gon' pass the pen

Payback's a bish, gon' reel it in

With a big old grin gon' snap a pic

Toss her back with a splash she get

Unless of course I catch your ass again

I'll fry you up and feed the hungry man

Let the fun begin, you better run from them

Got payments due and I collect the rent

Got check to sign, gon' pass the pen

Payback's a bish, gon' reel it in

With a big old grin gon' snap a pic

Toss her back with a splash she get

Unless of course I catch your ass again

I'll fry you up and feed the hungry man