Big Ticket Stann Smith (Ft. Joyner Lucas)

[Verse 1 - Joyner Lucas]
Droppin' bombs, I'm a fuckin' [?]
Stomp you with my timbs on, rip your fuckin' insides
King of the jungle, been bad
Me and Mufasa, Simba
We don't have many friends, nah
Me shoot you and you in-laws
Don't follow me, other you been blind
For by any of you can try
I very punish you, bedtime
And pull out my gun on you ten times
I know-I know I'm too stressed
I know I grew up too quick
I'm on the phone like, "Who's this?"
I wanna owe her two bricks
Cut your price in half, I might just laugh, I know what you did
I took your hoe and two kids
Aye, yo, I know where you live
It's wise enough to wisen up, I ain't that homie you with
I break your nose and your ribs and then put your skull in my fridge
Fuck everything that you would stand for
I all my money and then yours
And then I'ma come for your landlord
Some women call me a man-whore
I swear to God I'm so fly, might as well live in an airport
When Joyner Lucas come through, it's somethin' you wasn't prepared for