I bet you wanna sound like Al Dee Don't ever compare yourself to me We're the band you wanna approach Like piece of bread under a table for a cocroach Great punch nigga, we're on the top of things I'm staying low key, cuz bitches watching me You better back up, don't wanna see you fainted I'm fucking gone but all my bombs already have been planted
Bridge (2x) Drum pops and bass were my choice Remember that and go and tell it to ya boys
Hook: I'd better stay solitary than become you, bitch
It's time to clean up my closet finally Some shit is going real hard with me Though I get high like a helicopter These niggaz got no balls to tell me what is really proper And they call me Dee The Junkie, that's the bingo I'm blowing joints fat like my finger It's not a limit cuz I want it bigger To lose my head and pull that fuckin trigger on ya Pull the fucking trigger man! My joint is fat you better get back I pull the fucking trigger man! Ya'll niggaz wack, i will break your neck bitch
Bridge (2x) Drum pops and bass were my choice Remember that and go and tell it to ya boys
Hook: I'd better stay solitary than become you, bitch
I make it bounce, I make it rain over and over again I jump over the top, you cannot do the same And everything is flashing in my mind, fucking insane So when I step on the scene you better stay away Gunshot, blaaw, u better run Click clack, bang, son you’re on the ground I told ya run, pull up ur gun Don’t watch your back until u fucking gone
Bridge (2x) Drum pops and bass were my choice Remember that and go and tell it to ya boys
Hook: I'd better stay solitary than become you, bitch