verse 1 Yung Doc Im speeding to that bread just like sonic I get it in lil bra I stay on the grind I ain’t no couch potato I gotta get it by any matters I’m the beast from the east nigga to say the least watch your back and your surrounding Them boys ah eat all the food off your plate and send compliments to the chef I got this shit stow up and wrapped up tight Thinking you can fuck with me Shit I already know that you ain’t bright Imma star ya the shining light I don’t need these niggas to vouch I can go bag for bag or bar for bar how you wanna do it Shout out my nigga big blue he the coldest with this shit he like Mr freeze when he touch the mic You would think the Ghost busters finna kick the studio door down looking for the frozen empire Creep on ah nigga like splinter cell you ain’t gonna hear ah thing Took ah break from this shit now it’s back to the gritty Ima Freaky ass nigga lick up on some titties Running circles round these niggas dawg I can’t be contained I go insane with this shit every time I get in that mode verse 2 Big Blue tha Choppa get 2 chopping body's get to dropping and fallin like NBA finals flopping and it ain't stopping cuz that's not an option stay optimistic doe and watch that back doe never lack yo. night of the living dead zombie niggas no head needa go to bed ain't thinking straight needa get right. another nightmare I clutch my pillow tight ain't goin out without a fight skip town take a flight end up in Taiwan by the end of the night. with a hoe worth my bottom dolla I give her change she think I'm her father she get to crawlin to my pockets like a toddler I school her like a scholar I call her Skylar she called Me a liar when I told her that pussy was fire like an electrical outlet wall wire she said wats dat. nevermind that is it I just rolled the bomb now I'm lit like TNT u see ain't nobody fuckin wit me u see cuz I got the recipe u see I told that boi I'll fuck u up n make u go missing I can put u in position just shut up and listen don't u want sum ice on ya neck that glisten we gon stack up this bread and get to that chicken I'll fist fight a crocodile in the nile and swim a mile and skin it with a file I'm nasty like dat I'm locked in like a bicycle lock better get the cutters lm a nasty muthafucka I'll upper cut ya brother and butter yo mother yo sister and yo mister they goin missing like a mafia trip fishing now u sleeping with the damn fishes