Under Control

These **** on lock but we got that

Dope by my side, yeah, I got that

Straight to the top, can't stop that

Dope D.O.D. got it under control

Bitch on my cock, yeah, I got that

Pussy non-stop, yeah, I got that

My **** on the block gon' cop back

Dope D.O.D. got it under control

Yeah, I got that, tongue like a gun, lemme cock back

Feeling that drum, lemme drop that

Even your bitches gon' cop that

****, I'm deeper than Loch Ness

Now gimme that mic', lemme rock it

Rocky Balboa, get popped quick

Knocked in a coma for cockiness

I'm in my zone getting my cock licked

And I'm toxic, I'ma blow your mind and fucking face away

I'm on that paper chase and we don't play today

On that 808 I'll make you fade away

Yeah, ****, day by day we're getting more specific

More hardcore, we don't know where the limit's at

Not shits given, now you know how the split living

I'm in the studio with my ****, kill it

Yeah, you ain't getting no slice

No advice on how to get this nice

Double up the price, ****, check this

Let me take a last look at my check list

Yeah, motherfucking gift, I got that

And my cock black, ****, stop that

I'm tryna live it to the motherfucking max

With these motherfucking tracks

On my stack, yeah, I got that

And we got that, oh

Oh, we got that, yeah

Oh, we got that, yo, we got that

(Under control) We got that

(Under control) We got that

(Under control) We got that

These **** on lock but we got that

Dope by my side, yeah, I got that

Straight to the top, can't stop that

Dope D.O.D. got it under control

Bitch on my cock, yeah, I got that

Pussy non-stop, yeah, I got that

My **** on the block gon' cop back

Dope D.O.D. got it under control

Under control

I got it under control

Under control

Dope D.O.D. got it under control

Under control

I got it under control

Under control

Dope D.O.D. got it under control

The bass is pounding ground again

Tryna get my ass cross town again

Needle in a haystack, found a pin

Baby got back with the caramel skin

Cards on deck, far from fetched

Going all in while my arms go flex

Arnold press, bars outstretched

Looking like there ain't no marbles left

You might catch me dreaming

Of private jets and marble floors

But when I wake up screaming

It's empty beers and dirty drawers

This is a day in the life of the Skits

My wifey has friends and my pocket knife Swiss

I know they be cheesing like I did the cutting

And so there's a reason that I'm never bluffing

Guess what, I don't owe you

And better yet, I don't know you

Why should I explain when you hate on the fame?

This ain't for local yokels

Your bitches are stripping to tease

I'm telling you, this is a breeze

Ain't no Khalifa but when I puff reefer

Believe me, I did it with sleaze

You could never harm me, stay calm, G

Listen close to the style of this doggy

D.O.D. army, ache is still foggy

Got it on lock, it's a private party

Rolling shotty, on to the next one

I ain't sharing, you won't get none

Invaders die in my section

Yeah, we got this, yeah, we blessed, son

No concession, we stay wrecking

Throw 'em in my face but I still ain't checking

You are not relevant, won't get mentioned

You are not feeling it, eight I'm sensing

I'll keep doing this, no half-stepping

Words are bullets, mic's the weapon

Rappers in the Great Depression

I'm just here to teach 'em a lesson

Yeah, we got this, oh

Yeah, we got that

Yeah, now we got that

(Under control) We got that

(Under control) We got that

(Under control) We got that

(Under control) Yeah, we got that

These **** on lock but we got that

Dope by my side, yeah, I got that

Straight to the top, can't stop that

Dope D.O.D. got it under control

Bitch on my cock, yeah, I got that

Pussy non-stop, yeah, I got that

My **** on the block gon' cop back

Dope D.O.D. got it under control

Under control

I got it under control

Under control

Dope D.O.D. got it under control

Under control

I got it under control

Under control

Dope D.O.D. got it under control