I'm the new Spike Lee, I'm the new Spike Lee

Went from selling Knicks to kicks all on the court

Seat so close I'm calling plays with the coach

In and out of huddles, Knicks named me the muscle

Real Badman, twenty-two baby mother

Baby slinging Similac, I was bread and butter

Three holes in your head, tried to ball out the gutter

Drop a pin and my men will strike

Cayman Islands, ain't an op in sight

My **** keep spinning, worse than Deontay Wilder fights

Sensitive thugs, you all need slugs

I wouldn't dap a **** with a sanitized glove

I see you, love, and I wish you all the luck

I'm lawyered up and still scared to give a bitch a hug

The long arm will push you over the edge

Cell got your name on it, toilet and bed

Then come home acting familiar

When you press them now they civilians

I'm out in Jamaica with all the tings son

You with the scams you pulling on Sean Kingston

Ayo Cool and Dre

Bumbo pussy raasclaat to them ya know, man

Yo, Joe Crack

I wan pussyclat to dem

Talk movements, we put gunshots through them

When me rise up da ting with da click that bend

Full 'em up a gunshot then reload again

If ya feel, say ya brave jist step pon me ends

Then the pussy make the headline news at 10

I hate rats and feds, I'm from a place if ya snitch then ya dead

Man of war strapped just to protect them head

Gunman a runup on ya cover and lead, nuttin' more said

The streets so cold, I don't give a fuck call me the North Pole

AK's strapped to my back like a pole

Circle the block in the flats on my own

Wargod zone, bust my gun till ya face rearranged on the curb

Arrow fly like bird I'm so fuckin' absurd

Pussyhole mark my word, got me gun de ma lurk

If you dis terror squad, we put your face pon a shirt

Buss it up till the rasclatt gun won't work

A dozen so hot, put ya face in da dirt

Gonna fight and serve

Automatic pon repeat, twelve holes through your shirt

Pussy gone in de dirt