Aye yo Merc

They said they want the old Jak back

Be careful what you wish for

Hahahaha

Yo I'ma start this shit off just like fuck you and your mans too

Only at my throat to try a scope what Coakley can do

I can do this music shit and murder any sample

But most of y'all can't handle me cause Freezy be a handful

But y'all can't hold a candle so y'all can choke on my dick

Y'all wasn't fucking with me back when Soulja Boy had sidekicks

Had to fuck around and find out buss down a ten piece and the five bricks

Now I'm the fucking man and you just mad cause you the side bitch

Now faggot you can die quick your man can fucking die as well

Of course that shit's allegedly you won't catch me on trial

Hell I walk in with a three-piece on after I ring the title bell

Yo mama asked if you okay The doctor says that time'll tell

The church don't have a bible sell we rippin' up the scripture

Never minded killing off so I can see the bigger picture

You said murder was the word when I was in Paris with your sister

Now you bitching about these bitches while my riches getting richer

Hold up pause for Mr Mister I ain't mean to say his sister

She was touching on my dick because she liked the way I kissed her

Then I made her grab her ankles while I handcuff spank and fist her

With my balls all in her jaws I had your mama take the picture

Now go on and break the swisher Know I got the weed to roll it

28 grams in a zipper break it down and then we blow it

Sipping cognac by the pitcher if you got the lean then pour it

Dumbass still ain't got the picture Hannibal Lecter as a poet

Out of my mind yeah bitch I know it Ain't gotta say it bitch I show it

I done lapped your favorite rapper three times you fags took a year to fuckin' notice

All in my bag they call that motion You trapped in the nap I'm over the ocean

I don't even like to boast or brag and y'all be bragging about some broke shit

Guess a disability couldn't slow this

bitch I can't slow up cause I do this

These motherfuckers wanna act so rare but really be medium cut like Ruth Chris

Silly motherfuckers stuck on stupid bitch ass cucked when she thought it was Cupid

Thumb and a butt in order to nut recorded the slut enough for two hits

Said i trippin' bitch I'm lucid

Said me falling off was what the move is

Tell the motherfuckers I'm what the crew is Got a better chance get in your slut new tits

Fuck this shit bro cut the music Watch me do it as I kill it

Homies lined up at your house and they gon' pull it if I will it

If I'm out know what it's bout And ain't no point at me concealing

Cause I'm airin' bitches out Like this shit ain't got no ceilings

Shout out Weezy

It's King Jak