[Verse 1: Action Bronson]

(It's me, yeah)

I'm the supporting actor
The real star be in the jar
She don't want to fuck me
She want to fuck my car
No Matchbox or Tyco
On back blocks I'm like a maestro
You plastic muthafuckas get recycled-
Tap the 5 wagging on the arm
Feet straight from an African rhythm
Mac by the liver, fitted cap with the emblem
You with the cops pointing people out-
What me and my people do, we never speak about-
Leave you leaking out!
I rock more leathers than R. Kelly
Boots and shit, coupes the shit, the roofless shit
You take a dime, I prefer my bitches toothless
That only eating baby food and soup shit
I'm only signing if it's lucrative
You see me shining out in Budapest
With a thick bitch like Lex Luger's neck
Into the water, back first, off the scuba deck
I'm kind of hungry and I ain't never been to Cuba yet
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