(Verse 1) I step up in the spot, got niggas scream fuck the opps fuck your dead home bitch he ain't neva coming back I'm the king of baton Rouge, that ain't no fukin lie My weed so smooth, put a dead opp in the sky I deliver the heat, send your soul to God I'm the realest In my section ain't no pump fakin when I up it nigga my nigga already flockin ever since I grabbed the mic, niggas wanna see me lose nigga fuck you I got to much to lose (Chorus) if i catch Jax Lawrence imma beat him out his socks but if I got a knock imma shoot till he drop Jax is a clique hopper and he not no shotta he really jus a bitch that keeps hopping cliques (verse) step up in the spot, got niggas scream fuck the opps fuck your dead home bitch he ain't neva coming back I'm the king of baton Rouge, that ain't no fukin lie