On Me (feat. Tech N9ne)

Scooby-Doo, I'm groovy, a movie I keep it moving

Keep it pushing from the music to bushes, ain't nothing to me

Here's some gushers for you pussies

You tutti-frutti unruly's ammunition for you bitches

You loosey bootie so goonies, yeah

Back up in this rapping, I'm killing all of these rappers

Yeah, I'm cooking crush and crumble me cousin, I keep it cracking

Said I'm back up in this rapping, I'm killing all of these rappers

Blood who can brush and run with me buzzing, let's get it bracking

What is understood ain't gotta be explained

So I ain't gotta tell you, I'm a fixture in the game

When I can get to chopping, ain't no stopping no G shit

I'm for real and I'ma put that on me, bitch

Gold teeth, gold chain in my sweatsuit

All flame in this thing how Scoob do

So fresh, and I'm 'bout to act a damn fool

So turnt, and I'm breaking all the damn rules

Shit, I'm me, bitch

Certified, can't clone me, bitch

On me, bitch, I'm a five, six, seven OG, bitch

Break it down and get it, I'm with it, check the exhibit

Heavy lyrics being lifted, delivered, the boy is gifted

Ain't no difference, just don't mix it, the mission, I'm here to get it

Ain't no friendship

I don't fuck with you bitches, I'm independent

Solo-dolo in the paint with the pollo in them bushes

On the low-low, out the way of the po-po, I be pushing

Say you cold, lil' homie, I'm colder with the blow

And smell shit when I walk through the door of that manure

What is understood ain't gotta be explained

So I ain't gotta tell you, I'm a fixture in the game

When I can get to chopping, ain't no stopping no G shit

I'm for real and I'ma put that on me, bitch

Gold teeth, gold chain in my sweatsuit

All flame in this thing how Scoob do

So fresh, and I'm 'bout to act a damn fool

So turnt, and I'm breaking all the damn rules

Shit, I'm me, bitch

Certified, can't clone me, bitch

On me, bitch, I'm a five, six, seven OG, bitch

Old head-hunting for bread, you hear me, ****?

Yeah, no rest, I'm on the edge, you fear me, ****?

In your chest, zip up your vest, I'm hitting ****

I profess, I am the best, come get it, ****

I'm the sneakest that done did it, I'm witty and with the business

Kansas City is you with me, they hear me, they going silly

I ain't lying, got the heart of a lion, pushing line past crime

But I'm one of a kind with these rhymes

What is understood ain't gotta be explained

So I ain't gotta tell you, I'm a fixture in the game

When I can get to chopping, ain't no stopping no G shit

I'm for real and I'ma put that on me, bitch

Gold teeth, gold chain in my sweatsuit

All flame in this thing how Scoob do

So fresh, and I'm 'bout to act a damn fool

So turnt, and I'm breaking all the damn rules

Shit, I'm me, bitch

Certified, can't clone me, bitch

On me, bitch, I'm a five, six, seven OG, bitch