They could outsmart real niggas, fuck they think
But when you answer have the same energy
Cuban links, Yankee fitted hats and Timbs
Every borough got beef, we ain’t got no friends
Now I’m fly walking with a bop

Pot holes but we still ride rims
Never Android I be on the iPhone
For coming at me sideways on a oneway street
Call ’em savages and tell ’em that God’s back
Guess that make him a gym rat
This is where New York city begins
That Flex freestyle opened the door, I made an entrance
Man I ain’t with that
You think you could stop a bullet with your six pack
Dope in the rice, Uncle Bens

Out of towners tell ’em come on in
I take a shower, then I eat and hit the spot
Used to weigh my work on a scale like a libra

Then I brush my teeth
[Chorus: Papoose]
The rappers at the top of the game afraid to listen
Now I’m in the droptop
Pot holes but we still ride rims
You niggas see me how I’m rolling
Lotta styles
If you ain’t got it just pay half, I pay the difference
Operation get hot again, my favorite mission
[Chorus: Papoose]

None of ya’ll lames can fuck with Pap
I used to ride the train with a token
Niggas know I stay with the Smith like Jada Pinkett
Cuban links, Yankee fitted hats and Timbs
Every borough got beef, we ain’t got no friends
Don’t fuck around
Place it on my hip, never slip
This is where New York city begins
Cause their entire discography just ain’t convincing
Niggas think that cause they be working out that they could bitch cats
Doing pullups on a pole, we ain’t got no gym
[Verse 2: Papoose]
Doing pullups on a pole, we ain’t got no gym
You mumble rappers ain’t payed your dues, pay admission
Grab the wop
Gotta get rid of me if you want the crown
And I heard he be telling
Morning wood God damn
Lay ’em in a blood pool hope you niggas can swim
Out of towners tell ’em come on in
I’m still the king of the underground
Sneaking niggas think just because they creeps
[Verse 1: Papoose]
Before release date I get the sneakers
I woke up in the morning with my dick in my hand
Lay ’em in a blood pool hope you niggas can swim
I leave him laying in his wake on a Monday sleep
Dope in the rice, Uncle Bens
Gun game they play it nice, I play it wicked
Don’t answer if the call unknown
Put on a fresh new fit
I heard you talking shit
He work out and he snitch