Yo, we splashy
Come on man, let's hop in the building
Talk about it
That'll spice up your life, motherf*cker
Yeah, a lot of y'all gotta get your twos on the right way
Y'all mean it's that time
Invest in some nice socks
Make sure you treat a motherf*cker how you wanna be treated
And when you get the pussy, make sure you beat it
It's Michael Jackson shit, my nigga throw them scratches in
Yeah, Scratchmasters
All that, where you at
Check it out, say what
Ayo, spice up your life and be nice to your wife or someone else or f*cker
Not me though, cause she ain't my type
I like big, but not too big
But it might be for you, my nig
You should see the type of shit I dig, ya dig
I'm in my now era, working towards a glorious later
When the story is greater, and it's making more paper
Currently I'm doing features for the super low
Gigging as a super hoe
Party hopping, popping something stupid though
Bruh, bruh
Yeah, we straight scratching
All about that action
Cutting, a little something, something
What we got
Rap niggas, DJs with scratch prolifics
The dudes that bag the bitches because the swag is vicious
Any girl f*cking with me, she know it's nutritious
Any rapper think I ain't a master
Poor bastard, we rich in the mind
Because this shit is divine
Ain't tripping on those that don't know yet, give them some time
Shock G, beer filled my mind
And I touched y'all with a Humpty rhyme
And it was scratching
You know this shit was all that action
Action, all of my people straight maxing
You know that motherf*cking passion
Yes, talk it out
Uh-uh, hip hop, and you don't stop
Real shit, we'll never ever ever not be here
Looking lovely if you take a real look at it
Yes, yes, yes
Yes, yes, yes