[Verse 1: MG3]

Give me a heart attack

Get me a gat with my starter cap

I'm runnin laps like a quaterback

Crack your skull like a Jack Black

Im a fat cat, with that knock back

That six pack, my wolf pack

Don't give a fuck, I'm in the pitch black

I might run you up, I'm a pyromaniac

Every bitch wanna be me

If you wanna fight then see me (aye)

I'm in your kitchen making roast beef

Something in the air smelling toasty

Why are you scared, are you sleepy?

I'm hungry man, you will feed me

I've been making money moves like a money man

And every man wanna be me like a funny fan

It's a funny way they wanna live now

But they don't fight me when I come down to it

[Verse 2: XOMBOY]

Like my chest, I'm the best with the heat sensation

Tour 'round the world, shock all the girls in every nation

Pulling up in a jet black with the seat back wearing all black

Got about 2 ounces in my backpack

Eminem, about to relapse, see that (aye)

Harsh with the lines, looking like I do crack

Each and every stanza, fill it front to back

After 2 years studied my craft, where I lacked

Now we circle back with (...) and UBAQ

Hating on me, you muthafuckas do that

See you hating on me but know I'm the best

But yeah

True that, true that (aye)

Still Mister Fantastic, gotta say

Sue that, sue that (aye) (aye)