It's Big Los on the beat, you know the bro's got the heat

When I start counting rolls, I'll have them ho's at my feet-

So mesquite, barbecue. Cooking ribs on a Saturday

Bitch I'm Ryan Jacket with the swagger of a Latter-day Saint

And a curly head of hair. Tommy on my underwear

And a cool attitude, but these bitches unaware-

Of the shit that I be having on my plate, to date with other shit that I could give 'em on a date

Bro this is fate. Not by chance, you musty ass looking fella

Well a shot to ya head and them Asians looking yella

Hella lit, in the fucking mosh pit-bitch smell my fucking armpit

I'm a fresh ass foolio, yeah I'm cooling though

Trapping out with all my bros. Eat some fucking donut holes and then we order Domino's

Yeah this life I live is not for y'all. Look at how the fuck I ball

Yeah you think it's crazy but to me it's just my Protocol

I'm stunting on you heavy ho's, it's best you keep the levy closed

I'm stunting on you heavy ho's, it's best you keep the levy closed-

Cause Chevy go so fucking fast you boys is gonna finish last

It's Ryan Jacket in this bracket bitch you know I gotta blast off-

Past you average bastards, I'm the master

And you know this shit is plastered in my damn mind like a sign saying "Boy you really gonna fucking shine". I hope so

All I see is Four Lokos getting drank by 4 slow ho's with they vatos eating nachos in they simple clothes, it really blows

This is why the fuck I gotta go make my motherfucking mark

Swimming with some fellas who is really just some fucking sharks

Need some motherfucking dolphins who is really not engulfing themselves in this bullshit I see nowadays in alleyways

Shit is really fucking whack. Got my shit, let's make it crack

Let that sit while I go make myself a motherfucking snack

Hope yo ass enjoyed this shit, I'm needed in the cockpit

So meanwhile, listen to my main mans as he spit truth:

*Koopsta Knicca verse plays*