Now, truthfully, I believe that I`m the tightest ni**a, musically
Usually, I wouldn`t brag but I`ve been bustin` since my puberty
In a Cadillac, that ride with five guls and their nudity
You can bring yo` best words, I bet, I still out rep you brutally

Low down, dirty and beautiful, who wanna test my verbal side?
Boy, I`m fly, tie, especially when I let that herbal fly
Southern fried, cool kid, some of that country culture
Leave you dead, peep your bread, a value meal for them busters

S**t, I`m steppin` off in the tunnel with a funnel of Keystone
Ate a ten-strip of blotter, been wiggin` all week long
Y`all keep on with that jibbery-jabbery, slippin` out happily
Expose you pretty hoes with a dose of this hospitality

Gravity in yo` trunk, while yo` producers forgot the bump
We introduce you to these high hats like that, yo` spot is krunk
This blunt, I put the fire to, I really do admire you
But even though Bubba dirty, he certainly fin` to shine too

I hope you can swim if you wanna battle
You`re up s**t creek without a paddle
Whatcha gon` do now? Grab my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken, Duddy Ken, take`m to the water

Swim, if you wanna battle
You`re up s**t creek without a paddle
Y`all ain`t ready
(Y`all ain`t ready)
Y`all ain`t ready, take`m to the water

See, momma named me, Lil` Devil, that ain`t no relation to Satan
Ain`t got no patience for hatin`, I`ll be at the station, awaitin`
The arrival of that DJ that don`t replay unless we pay
I stormed the beach like D-Day, now, that bitch play when we say

I`m with D.K., ain`t no N.Y., and we been fly, since gin and I
Sips Bourbon with a twist, Bubba, lurkin` in your midst
Without my dick, perverted this, `cause y`all was smellin` vaginal
Been bumped wrong, one too many times for actin` rational

D.K., I bomb folks, man, I throw heat like I was John Smokes
But mine from a gun though, change yo` name to John Doe
S**t, have your whole family mourning like Alonzo
Then go back to my condo, so I can let my kind grow

Is you blind folk? Why you can`t see bigger thangs?
Don`t run up on this stage, `cause ain`t no bitch-ass ni**a, mayn
And my mob ain`t, either, don`t make me have to play a song
With my lil` chrome heater, bet that and ain`t no punk

Now, get it, get it, crunk, like jump-offs, B.K. they trippin`
I`m fin` to go on and take one of they lumps off, `cause I ain`t slippin`
Just hippin`, you to this real s**t, so, get in where you fit
Sittin` on lean, off that Jim Beam, fin` to throw a fit

From A.T.H. to Atlanta, Louisiana, Savannah
Sippin` gin and Tropicana while Georgia play Alabama
Might stumble over a freestyle and pick up like a scanner
Turn the mics off, lost, somebody, call the light boss

I hope you can swim if you wanna battle
You`re up s**t creek without a paddle
Whatcha gon` do now, grab my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken and Duddy Ken, take`m to the water

Swim if you wanna battle
You`re up s**t creek without a paddle
Y`all ain`t ready
(Y`all ain`t ready)
Y`all ain`t ready
Take`m to the water

Boy, I`m out here chasin` daddy lucid, s**t, Satan produced it
Switched from duce, duces to substance-abuse nuisance
F**kin` these loose gooses, raw dick, we all sick
I`m goin` skinny dippin` after y`all hit

That country f**kin`, Bubba, hit his head and lost his mind
Eight grand for a Roley? That only just bought you time
I`m in line waitin`, to grind, it`s too cloudy for me to shine
I`ma keep this bitch krunk, get rowdy, while you recline

And in time, I`ma jump this f**kin` ship, and run and get
My crown in every town, I lay it down, when I spit
This s**t, is so much more than white folks and white thangs
Or black folks and black thangs, just bounce if the track bangs

You lack game, Bubba got that s**t goin` two for fifty
Communicatin` cool with them country folk, strictly
Just hit me, on the beep, whenever, `cause I don`t sleep
Two thousand, every week, take a peep, before you leap

I hope you can swim if you wanna battle
You`re up s**t creek without a paddle
Whatcha gon` do now? Grab my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken and Duddy Ken, take`m to the water

Swim, if you wanna battle
You`re up s**t creek without a paddle
Y`all ain`t ready
(Y`all ain`t ready)
Y`all ain`t ready
Take`m to the water

I hope you can swim if you wanna battle
You`re up s**t creek without a paddle
Whatcha gon` do now, grab my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken and Duddy Ken, take`m to the water

Swim, if you wanna battle
You`re up s**t creek without a paddle
Y`all ain`t ready
(Y`all ain`t ready)
Y`all ain`t ready
Take`m to the water