[Intro: Steve Sincere]
No chase, no problem
No wop, no conscience
[Verse 1: Steve Sincere]
Let me stone cold stunner ya
Tiger uppercut, professional punisher
I'm the man that you running from
Leave you with a bag to go number two a pan to go number one
Think you better homie, man you is fucking dumb
Merk you, put you in the back of a avalanche
Drop that shit off a cliff, let that shit avalanche
Once it explodes do the cabbage patch
Cash is first, actions last
But I be smashing first then I be passing last
Screaming FAMxBIZ or else, fuck it
I'ma let the young pit spit, so it's more felt
[Verse 2: A$ton Matthews]
And I stun 'em like FAMxBIZ, fuck your set
Cut the cheque or cut your neck
Kill for these bills, rip your heart out your fucking chest
Stop breathing, I ain't shit [?] yet
This is dry heaving, cut your hands if you try eating
Off the same plate, fighting for the same thing
But we in a different class, boy you need to gain weight
Haha, if you really tryna rumble
Chop you shrimps up and stir you in that pot, gumbo
Yeah, a rocket hang you from a clothes wire
Play the game soft, [?] with some pro pliers
Cut yourself out or fall up in the seat and then
I roll by ya, either way they'll have to bow tie ya
No chase, no problem
No wop, no conscience
[Verse 1: Steve Sincere]
Let me stone cold stunner ya
Tiger uppercut, professional punisher
I'm the man that you running from
Leave you with a bag to go number two a pan to go number one
Think you better homie, man you is fucking dumb
Merk you, put you in the back of a avalanche
Drop that shit off a cliff, let that shit avalanche
Once it explodes do the cabbage patch
Cash is first, actions last
But I be smashing first then I be passing last
Screaming FAMxBIZ or else, fuck it
I'ma let the young pit spit, so it's more felt
[Verse 2: A$ton Matthews]
And I stun 'em like FAMxBIZ, fuck your set
Cut the cheque or cut your neck
Kill for these bills, rip your heart out your fucking chest
Stop breathing, I ain't shit [?] yet
This is dry heaving, cut your hands if you try eating
Off the same plate, fighting for the same thing
But we in a different class, boy you need to gain weight
Haha, if you really tryna rumble
Chop you shrimps up and stir you in that pot, gumbo
Yeah, a rocket hang you from a clothes wire
Play the game soft, [?] with some pro pliers
Cut yourself out or fall up in the seat and then
I roll by ya, either way they'll have to bow tie ya
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