(From Berlin to Clarkston)

(Turn it up... Yeah)

(Talk to em...)

[Phat Kat]

It's Ronnie Euro 'bout to break the bank bitch

Berlin with Suff Daddy

Buildin' rollin' that dank bitch

Working on my third passport

Please stand up, collect the Gs

I put rhymes to ???

Phat Kat, forever ready

My aim's immaculate, holding the flame steady

Please don't let me get to bustin'

Kalashnikov, you know, AK rushin'

Built heavy duty, you niggas ain't sayin' nothing

Grown ass man, no time for bickerin' and fussin'

Heard you got locked, got singer like Justin

Post my bail, had my shooter flash with the musket

[Elzhi]

Yeah... you better

Kill them remarks friend and call me the marskman

What I write turn you white as frontside of a shark's fin

From Berlin to Clarkston, I'm on to put sparks in

The right pen and pages, light skin and a dark skin

Ignite and I'm on the rhyme beat

Stretch 'em so now they height's ten

When they was only 5 feet

What I recite's been

Hard to swallow like white gin

And kills your appetite, you don't rap as tight aite?

(Hook: x4)

You corny niggas okay when

We worldwide coastal Detroit to Berlin