Attak (feat. Danny Brown)

We laughing at ya, talkin' bout ya, going this and that way

We know you be hustlin' backwards, Electric Slide in rewind

My pockets is looking like Rerun

I've begun to dethrone, you sippin' on that Seagram's

Talkin' bout you gone kill somethin'

**** must think they real or somethin'

Go on ahead and pop a pill or somethin'

You ain't fuckin' with me, might as well OD

So after that one, take ten times three

Danny Brown and that boy Rustie

Got the game on lock like we changed the keys

You ain't gettin' in it, or we're out

Treat that mouth like police raid a house

Bust all up in it, nuts up in it

Brand new tenant, moved all up in it

That's no lease, this ain't rented

Came back now, it's OG-scented

Who the fuck you think y'all is

I'm a grown ass man, I don't play with no kids

Back in 2003 used to post up and roll up bag of pounds of the meat

Used to trap OT with the D, on the Greyhound bus one pair of jeans

Sat down in the city like, ****, what a fiend

But I do the same thing now with just sixteens

Get money, my ****, like a ya 'posed to, If I don’t then I might go postal

Back a **** down like Howard tryna post you

If you play around, a **** might smoke you

Beware what you say in the vocals

Hood star, everybody going loco

Ghetto put a pussy **** in a chokehold

No joke that's the code of survival

Battle Royale, everybody your rival

In the ghetto everybody going psycho

I'm a maniac, brainiac when I'm aiming at

Knock your brain out hat when I cock that

You can't block that, it's just brain out hat

Stop that, you ain't 'bout that

Send my lil' **** where ya house at

Couple stacks and a couple packs, put your dollar fingers in a mouse trap

Off that 'cause we on one

Can't come back like you stole somethin'

**** might as well, let me hold somethin'

Before I take that and your ho for frontin'

Pull up like smoke somethin'

Zip of OG, might roll somethin'

Pop a bottle, might toast somethin'

**** keep hatin', I'ma toast somethin'

Whipping out that Black and Decker

Putting lean in my Dr. Pepper

Chess shit, and you playing checkers

Hit ya chest, yell for help, ya desperate

**** talkin' that ho shit, might ruck around, get your throat split

If you don't know shit, better know this

Fuck around, hocus-pocus

You a Focus, I'm a Lotus, see the big picture stay focused

Your ho look atrocious, my bitches look ferocious

Breakin' shit, you can't coast this

You **** talkin' about practice

Roll around with fat ass, and if you don't know, start askin'

Middle man be taxin', made a couple hundred, kept stackin'

Know that sound like I'm braggin', but a **** do get them racks in

I ain't gotta say shit, tell your bitch to suck my dick

I ain't gotta say shit, tell your bitch to suck my dick