[Verse 1]

I be smoking 24/7, and I'm Jersey Shore reppin

But the guidos and the guidettes best get to the door steppin

I can kill 'em with my lyrics there's no need to force weapons

Upon a pussy who can't afford seconds, course messin

With the best is gonna result in a loss for you

If you really think you boss then you a boss to lose

I mean that's how Capone saw it, what you ought to do

Is take this ass whoopin then cry to Apostalou

Bang on his door screaming "i been assaulted dude"

He'll confirm from how you look then say "you lost your shoes"

But don't tell him how you lost your crew, lost your boo

And how I left you talkin funny like a Boston Jew

If it really ticked you off then you can find me in my basement

Making music bout my problems to ignore these allegations

So come on in but I know you're gonna say this sounds amazing

Become a fan instantly and then forget our altercation, uh

[Hook]

I got a lotta people listenin thats guessin why

This kid can take a break on us and we'll still have him gettin by

Well I can promise you that I'mma hold my breath and try my hardest

But don't think for a second ill stop *gettin high*

So lemme show you what I do, uh, yeah

Now lemme show you what I do, uh, yeah

Im bout to show yall what I do, uh

Now shut up and listen to what I do

[Verse 2]

I be dippin molly, rollin blunts the nose of Antrel Rolle fat

And smoke an 8th right to my face, but that isnt the whole stash

Cause when I go to sleep I always make sure that my bowls packed

And in the mornin I burn and like beer pong get my roll back

Known fact, I like to get fucked up, spit lyrics

Grown people might not like it but wait till the kids hear it

They'll fear it, drivin and they wanna hear the spittin animal

Talking to they mom "AYO SWITCH TO A DIFFERENT CHANNEL, HOE"

You like that vocab? yeah I thought you would

I taught him good I stole his soul cause im a thief like robin hood

I probly could come to your crib, corrupt your whole family

At least this generation I dont know how fond your grannie'd be

When mike spits, tight grip, ain't no body switchin flows like this

Older bro sit down your sayin that your pimp but you can't turn on a light switch

Wanna fight bitch? take it outside and you can hit with these white fists

Then ill take your sister and her virginity cause it takes 2, goodnight bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I be workin hard so I can give you something promising astonishing

So all you lame fucks im admonishing, stand the fuck back

See there's no one coming on this kid

Im rushing for the bills something like Thurman Thomas did

Abolishing the swag rappin people in the game

Demolish all the wanna be people that waive their chains

And polishing all they cars thinking that's their claim to fame

Accomplishing while the best ones sit and we watch in pain, slash laughter

Yo im tired of these stupid trash dafters

Say they gash actors when they're actin for the cash after

Wack rappers yall straight pussy why your flow messy

You only kill spiders, but nothing like Joe Pesci

Is your boy here gonna make it? oh shit I bet he will

Youtube him up Kashmire the king and let that medley build

He might talk about his former friend is by the jetty killed

But he wasn't a good fella he snitched like Henry Hill

[Outro]

Now how yall like what I do?

I knew yall'd like what I do, Ha

Now stay tuned cause mores gon be coming soon

While I sit in my basement write lyrics and *gettin high*