[Verse: Great Scott!]

Niggas try to dress cool

Steps from an ascot

Peep game and go cop

I'm out this bitch dressed like a fresh fat nigga's mascot

Call my jeans skinny but you like mad cock

Tryna play with Ender's while they dipping in the toy box

Can't fuck with y'all, it's the pussy-licking boy caught

Wait a minute as I Roebuck and see

Telling grudges what it is

And give these bitches what they need

Niggas look like zombies

They over highed on weed

I be sailing over beats like Sinbad on seven seas

Out-rap these niggas 'fore they get a chance to breathe

Got it all, slow up vans, "player tell me what you need"

From the bottom of the loan, so I kill 'em with skill and speed

Top runner soft, so it's spilling out my mouth

Smell like the chicken coming out the kitchen in my momma house

Rising up from my couch

Talking mean rhyme and shit

We done seen starships, got some with laser beams

Later scream, we the cream of the planet

Max Clique, we the fucking team god dammit

Shit finally going hot, we planned it, lyrics to go

Flow to match, that's a 16 sandwich

We gon' say you better that's why mic's get brandished

Ego's get damaged, styles leave bandits, nigga

Back to the drawing board you need to go bigger

If you win it or you loss

You're a worker or a boss

Helped build the bandwagon

You'll get kicked the fuck off

Great Scott! signing off