(Intro)

I been making Hits they been talking sh*t

But if they wanna hit then we with the sh*ts

"I'm about to talk my sh*t real quick"

(Verse 1)

Somebody really these nig*as that I'm back now

Heard they "Run the City" I'm like word is that a fact now?

Flip the script on em let's see how they act now

They say. "ooohhh that's my sh*t" I'm in my bag now

Sim Simma I had a dream I copped a Bimma

Rolling through the city, Top down in the winter

Bad Jamaican chick I feel like Bennie when I with

She call me daddy I'm screaming "Who am I?" When I hit her

She a bad b*tch but she do just what the Don say

I keep em in formation like Beyoncé

Screw face like which pus*y waan play

You get rocked if you look at me the wrong way

Versace down I call that b*tch medusa

Don't trust her smile. She a rider and a shooter

Damn I love the way she ride it

Saying they gon' run up Pus*y Nig*a you should try it

(Chorus)

They been talking sh*t I been making Hits

But we with they sh*ts if they wanna hit

My goons ain't shy baby boy I make em Hit

Drum line with the stick boy we make em hit

(Verse 2)

Now everybody claiming king of this and king of that but I done seen the numbers how you figure that?

You spit that garbage boy I promise I ain't into that

Me? In poetry in motion I deserve a finger snap

I rap heavenly composed this in the holy key

They speaking of a new king tell em behold and C

J, they ice grilled but I promise they ain't Cold (Cole) as me

That's word to Simba they be lying King, I swear It's only me

They said they run the city where? Show me which part

Nah for real homie ..............which part?

They say I'm cold hearted I be like "which heart?"

Shorties try to ride the wave I hit the P and tell that B*tch park!

See I ain't got no love for these b*thches

And I ain't got no love for these nig*as either

Summertime was hot I had to take a breather

But now I'm back to Takeover n*gga this the either

Reggae lock so I guess I gotta double down

I make your b*tch "Milly Rock" and then bubble down

I run 2 genres. I need a double crown

Me and Jay done linked up.."ooouu" y'all in trouble now

(Chorus)

They been talking sh*t I been making Hits

But we with they sh*ts if they wanna hit

My goons ain't shy baby boy I make em Hit

Drum line with the stick boy we make em hit