Come on, huh?

Come on, yo (Ah, yeah, Diamonds)

I don't make music for **** who like they ass ate (Nah)

NBA Jam, slam until the glass break (Boom shakalaka)

Never go against a villain with a masked face

Commentate like Stephen A, and this'll be your last take (Brrt)

Ballin' like I'm Gary Payton on a fast break

Even if it's small I wanna see that ass shake, mami

I wanna see that ass shake

And I'ma beat it like it's real even if that ass fake

Everybody see me droppin' at a fast pace

And wonder why you only as good as your last tape

Sport mask and cape, I'm no superhero (Nah)

One false move reduce your health bar to zero

Me and Ral Duke like Pesci and De Niro

I send USD, he convert those to euros

PayPal, chi-ching, he like, "Good day, gov’nah"

Slime **** out with the Ooze, so take cover!

Superbad, might change my name to McLovin

Thirty minutes or less, hotter than a brick oven

Still villain, what's toilet paper to an asshole?

Get on that bullshit, I'll break out the lasso

Gun got the laser like Lupe Fiasco (Pew, pew)

When **** say my name I hope it tastes like Tabasco (Hot, Diamonds)

Ask bro, it's like a clearance sale how I'm through these racks though

This that good dope drug dealers gotta tax for

Not a rapper blogger but I still swing the MAC slow

My new bitch, thicker than a cloud of crack smoke

Last **** that fronted, he left with his back broke

All I wanna do is get high and crack jokes (Jokes)

More whips and chains than the enslaved black folks

We was movin' H on our block everyday

I saw fiends come through to get a tax move for dirt cheap

You can look but don't reach (Don't)

I got the crowd snappin' like a spoken word piece (Huh?)

Might start a riot like Metta World Peace

Ral make the kind of beats that calm the savage beast

Cool Hand Luke when I walk in

If I ain't in your top tier, **** is buggin', Baxter Stockman

Got the spot rockin', Boogaloo Shrimp

I might break the boombox out and start pop lockin' (Ah, yeah)

Villain in my B-boy stance, Star Trek, I could make Leonard Nimoy dance

Four thumbs up, I'ma need more hands

To get me on a track I need at least four bands (Huh?)

Party people in the place how you feelin'? (How you feelin'?)

I wanna see your arms raised to the ceilin' (Ah, yeah)

Now look into the face of a villain

The whole Foot Clan cold chillin'

My **** be illin'

Villain in my B-boy stance, Star Trek, I could make Leonard Nimoy dance (Yeah)

Four thumbs up, I'ma need more hands

To get me on a track I need atleast four bands (Ah, yeah)

Party people in the place how you feelin'? (Ah, yeah)

I wanna see your arms raised to the ceilin' (Ah, yeah)

Now look into the face of a villain

The whole Foot Clan cold chillin'

My **** be illin'

(Ah, yeah)

You can't refuse me, take a lot for listen

We don't have a problem (No!)