Attak (feat. Danny Brown)

We're laughing at you, talking 'bout you
 Though we askin' out when
 We know you be hustling backwards
 Electroslide and rewind
 My pockets looking like rerun
 I've begun to dethrone
 You sippin' on that seagrams
 Talkin' bout you gonna kill something
 Nigga must think they real or somethin'
 Go ahead and pop a pill or somethin'
 You ain't fucking with me might as well OD
 So after all that one take ten times three
 Danny Brown bitch and that boy Rustie
 Got the game on lock like we changed the key
 You can't get it, throw one up
 Treat that mouth like police raid a house
 Bust all up in it, nuts all in it
 Brand new tenant, moved all up in it
 Cash no lease, this ain't rented
 Came back all it's OG scented
 Who the fuck you think y'all is, I'm a grown ass man
 Playing out with no kids
 Back in 2003 used to post up and roll up bags of pounds of the mid
 Used to trap ot with the D, on the greyhound
 Buss one pair of jeans
 Touchdown in the city
 Like nigga where the fiends?
 When I do the same thing, I was just 16
 Get money my nigga like I'm post to
 If I don't I might go postal
 Think a nigga don't I was gonna post you
 If you're play around a nigga, might smoke you
 Be aware what you say in the vocals
 Hood starving, everybody going loco
 Gotta put a pussy nigga in the chokehold
 No joke that's a code that's the code of survival
 Battle Royal everybody your rival
 In the ghetto everybody going psycho
 
 I'm a maniac, brainiac when I'm aiming at
 Knock your brain out your 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' niggas where ya house at
 Couple stacks and a couple packs, put your daughter's fingers in a mouse trap
 Off that cause we on one
 Can't come back like you stole somethin'
 Nigga 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 roast somethin'
 Pop a bottle, might toast somethin'
 Nigga keep hatin', I'mma toast somethin'
 Whipping out that Black and Decker
 Putting lean in my Dr. Pepper
 Chess shit and you playing checkers
 Hit ya chest, now for help ya desperate
 Mac attack on that ho shit, might walk around, get your throat split
 If you don't know shit, better know this
 Fuck around, hocus-pocus
 You in focus, I'm a locust, see them big pictures and stay focused
 Your hoe luck atrocious, my bitches look ferocious
 Breakin' shit psychosis, you niggas talkin' about practice
 Roll around with that acid, if you don't know start askin'
 Middle man be taxin', made a couple hundred, kept stackin'
 Know it sound like I'm braggin' but a nigga 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!