INTRO
(adlib from ring announcer)

VERSE
Hold up Ben
I don't mean to hurt nobody feelings
But you mean I gotta
Come all the way out from Brooklyn
Cut a track in Minnesota 
Cuz they out here looking wack
I'm booking shows
with broken flows

Hold on Ben 
I don't really think you meant
To do a competition when I'm spitting 
Lethal injections 
I don't really think u realize 
This feature is a blessing
Really bout to do some justice 
To this production

Question is 
When the shoot is ready
Should we throw our deuces up
And celebrate like confetti?

We gon rent a couple coups
For the people that's petty?
Or just sit on somebody stoop
For the people that's gully?

True, I'm a leave that up you
Since you directing 
I'm a leave them blue clues alone
I'm a get back on my phone 
And proceed to texting
Turn my instagram on 
Straight photo flexing

End of discussion
I'm the prototype for dopeness 
Hope these bars 
Will inspire these broads to focus

On me and how I switch up the flow
If you wanna change the game
You gotta hit him below ... 

The belt
#BubbleOnDeck
I ain't gon stop there
No help
Hit em in the pockets
I ain't gon play fair

My wealth
Accumulates cuz 
I ain't gon play free 
No free mixtapes
No bootleg 
No open coat, movie DVD

But what I will do is real though
I ain't even gotta get a feel for the beat
To instinctively kill though

You feel me 
You ain't gotta try and cop a feel on me
Unless you tryna catch a felony
That's corny 

You know that bubble real 
Look at the thigh proportion
And the hips contortion
Jeans are mad tight
So you know they was forced on
Have me mad tight 
Like Aretha Franklin 

Respect my bars 
And the body that brought em in 
Respect my job
Cuz I stay bodying all you men 
Respect my card
Cuz it's black as it's ever been
Respect my squad
We make you take them L’s
When you supposed to win