[Intro: Jeesh]
Damn, I just do it
Again, and again, and again
Aye, aye (And again)
Yuh (Hahaha)
[Chorus: Jeesh]
They said I can't tone it down (Tone it what?)
Why the fuck would I try?
Fo' put this red eye to him (Grrt, Bah)
Like the chopper was high (Oh yeah)
I'm back after a brick, 'cause I ain't seen the sky (Oh yeah)
He ran out of buzz and he wondering why, shit
Who the fuck was this guy? (Huh?)
You could disappear and nobody would cry
That pussy lying on his soul (He doing what?)
Then I'm kicking him out
Shit, I'm the best out my lo', (Haha)
And that's without a doubt (Oh yeah)
Who the fuck else rapping where I was about? (Oh yeah)
If jit finna lie what he capping about?
I put the map onto my city, (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
'Cause ain't got shit in the rat to the mouth (Okay, shit)
[Verse 1: Jeesh]
Bend the block so hard, we brokе its back (Eugh)
It need Ibuprofen, stat
Roaches, rats, vultures, cats
I rodе with them all and I drove 'em back
I was the plug even without the drugs
Folks coming 'round just to see how it was
Come now, don't think I don't know wassup
Bitch, ain't no way you came in here to fuck (The fuck?)
Jit changing by the season, but in Florida its always heated (I am)
So if I'm on fire, you all know the reason
One shot, and you never gon' see him (Bah)
Two Glocks, think my shooter the reaper (What?)
Do not, talk on me or my people
I'll keep this shit legal, but it might get lethal (Yeah, yeah, yeah, brrah)
That ratjack walk in, get caught when he leaving
They said I was a young rap fiend, everybody else outta the question (Bah)
It might be in his genes, but I'm still better than him
I promise you, (Put that on everything)
If it's for an RV, then I'm buying a truck, (Yuh, yuh, aye, aye)
They know it's your boy Jeesh, keeping shit loud as fuck
Just like back in the day with my whip opened up
[Chorus: Jeesh]
They said I can't tone it down (Turn that shit the fuck down)
Why the fuck would I try?
Fo' put this red eye to him (Grrt, Bah)
Like the chopper was high (Oh yeah)
I'm back after a brick, 'cause I ain't seen the sky (Oh yeah)
He ran out of buzz and he wondering why, shit
Who the fuck was this guy? (Huh)
You could disappear and nobody would cry
That pussy lying on his soul (He doing what?)
Then I'm kicking him out
Shit, I'm the best out my lo', (Haha)
And that's without a doubt (Oh yeah)
Who the fuck else rapping where I was about?
If jit finna lie what he capping about? (Aye)
I put the map onto my city
'Cause ain't got shit in the rat to the mouth
[Verse 2: Shofu]
He ain't got shit
Chit chat, we gon' pull up with sticks (Yeah)
No hands, I'mma beat him with kicks (Bah)
Kick back, we'll be back if he lives
I'm hitting my target, I'm dumping the clip (Brrah)
He got put in a blender, he up in the mix
Nigga thought he was scheming, he ended up creeping
That nigga was fiending about him a brick
I was serving the block, said he needed his fix
You won't see me in court, I be duckin' subpoenas
I stay with my piece, we like Martin and Gina (Bah)
Knock the wind out his chest, now he got emphysema
I beatdown on his block, I turn that to Amida
We beatdown on his block, had to call up my brother
That boy thought he escaped, we gon' plot on his mother
Put the piece to his lips, now they kissing each other
.223 with the silence, I won't be discovered (Bah, bah)
Big Glock, I be riding around with the big chop, (Yeah)
And my hands tied up with the big knots (What?)
But them hoes stay glued to the big pot (Huh?)
100K on my wrist watch, fuck around he could get shot (Bah)
If I said it, I mean it
That boy thought he was poppin', we leavin' him leakin'
If he play with the gang, then we turn into demons
[Chorus: Jeesh]
They said I can't tone it down (Yuuuh)
Why the fuck would I try?
Fo' put this red eye to him (Grrt, bah, bah, bah)
Like the chopper was high (Oh yeah)
I'm back after a brick, 'cause I ain't seen the sky (Oh yeah)
He ran out of buzz and he wondering why, shit
Who the fuck was this guy? (Huh)
You could disappear and nobody would cry
That pussy lying on his soul (He doing what?)
Then I'm kicking him out
Shit, I'm the best out my lo', (Haha)
And that's without a doubt (Oh yeah)
Who the fuck else rapping where I was about?
If jit finna lie what he capping about? (Aye)
I put the map onto my city
'Cause ain't got shit in the rat to the mouth (We ain't got shit)