Looking back I can remember how we used to tear it up riding in Tee truck, smoking dat smoking bitch up Tooly too tuck fucking round wit us probably lite bitch up it ain't likely he get up Plus my flows was too tough, master with this shit mufucker I'm Shonuff They flow's too clean time to kick up some dust who is this lil nicca making all this fuss They say I'on't got it, tell'em to gon' head, my flow the definition of hittin' nails on the head soon as the beat come on nicca I'm seeing red I hope they shaking in their boots nicca is getting scared Niccas in front of me but I hope I got em looking back, looking back, looking back, looking back, looking back, looking back, who is that Yeah you ahead my nicca but don't get comfortable, soon as you're comfortable, that's when they come for you eat cho ass like a lunchable since you think yo ass afloat we gon sink you just like a boat, I'm so abominable