[Intro]
You want some of this too, old man? Yea. Duane Danger, the late game changer. Talk to 'em.

[Verse 1]
I like big butts and I can not lie/ got 'em all stuck when that thing ride by/ trying to stay grounded but I'm just too fly/ trying to stay grounded but I'm just too fly/ reporting to you love, coming from the trenches/ where we don't ride benches/ we ride inches/ welcome to stay if you can handle the stenches/ bet you won't be here (hair) for long like extensions/ rose to the top, top like the North Star/ now chicks sweat me more than a sports bar/ but I don't pay 'em no mind, don't pay 'em no attention/ stay up on my grind, so I can pay my henchmen/ check the gear, dog, check what I'm dressed in/ it's like I just got to this school, so fresh, men/ class, best in/ greatness, destined/ I have to admit it/ the game done slipped, looking bad for a minute/ but I'm back up in it/ man, quit lying, can't see him in it/ windows tinted/ way below the legal limit/ plus, I gave the dealer all cash/ y'all talk what I walk, man you all gas/ guess that makes me the sh--, better haul ass/ I'm straight to the point- Rose, Paul, Nash/ best in the game, no you can't stop me/ friends call me Champagne, but you can't pop me/ no you can't copy/ Joe, you looking sloppy/ we don't have beef, no this is not a swap meat/ a Porsche couldn't box me/ I'm so appalled at your creed (Apollo Creed), you really do believe you can rock me (Rocky)/ well I do it too big, call me Conan/ I done been went pig, y'all still going' ham/ damn!

[Hook]
What up, Craig? What up, Smokey?
What up, Red? What you got on my 40?
It's Deebo, people, taking what I want.
This my game, it's my chain, and that's my bike punk!
(2x)

[Verse 2]
Once again it's on/ I'm back in the building on my Genghis Khan/ the emperor, boy, you would think it's LeBron/ the temperature is rising, I think it's the song/ they laughed at me first, now they singing along/ back and forth over my net worth, ping to the pong/ I see snakes in the grass, yea I'm clipping that lawn/ suck the venom out a enemy, I'm getting em, gone/ I take it back to the 90s, that kid is the bomb/ Michael Vick wit a gong/ I sick my dogs on you boy, it's like I live on a farm/ I put the Fonz on you, she won't be your chick for that long/ I put the Nas on you, then I switch to Jigga and Kan/ now what's colder than that/ put away them opinions and let's just hold up facts/ my style so wild, it's like I coach for the cats/ get them hands in the air like you poking at Shaq/ they say less is more/ and you believe the hype/ so you can sleep at night/ me, I'm on a quest for more/ my chest is sore/ I been putting up weight/ look cut the debate/ I am the best for sure/ next up to the plate/ like a fork and a knife/ I am the heir to the throne, got my sword so let's fight/ I ain't really that scared, you bark, I bite/ if it really pop off, you spark, I ignite/ lyrics of mass destruction/ I show you how to do this, son, I jacked the instructions/ Blueprints/ who's been/ passing the dutche/ 'pon de left hand side, can I ask you to dump it/ I need my head clear/ when I spread fear/ they staring at my threads yea/ spinning heads yea/ when I pull it out the lot yea/ no it's not fair/ they drop it like it's hot yea/ like it's hot yea/ yeah.

[Hook]

[Interlude]
Aye there's a beat over here I think is dead. Oh no. It's still kicking. Well lemme kill it.

[Verse 3]
Sometimes I rhyme slow/ sometimes I rhyme quick/ sometimes I get the dough/ sometimes I write the check/ sometimes I'm with my homies and sometimes I'm with a chick/ sometimes we just friends, sometimes I wanna hit/ Is it calories or does muscle burn fat/ I never sweat the hatred, hustle burns that/ you thinking Cupid stupid, boy love will burn back/ assholes like opinions, so I only learn the facts/ I'm trying to see a milli/ milli for I die/ I'm putting in the work, it ain't gone fall out form the sky/ now don't ask why, but they keep on catching vapors/ the old ones starting to love me so I'm looking for new haters

[Hook]