Hook (KSol): Nightclub in your phone listen and you sing along gettin that ringtone money
Post-Hook (Mike): V to the dot, I dot, to the P gettin that Ringtone M O N E why would anybody wanna test me? you see I be NCFC
Mike: At the barber thinkin up all of the freshest sentences Thinkin if rap was hair, I'm just gettin a session in but what's life without a mic for Mike to let settle in the punchlines got a snack for these little kids meddlin dawg, naw, don't fake like you had your paw down on the fact that I been makin Scooby lines for three bars now And now make it four, cuz when you see me, you run scared twat? I cunt hear you with my infuckted ear so run cuz you ain't got a pair, pussy you can beat it Michael at the bitch buffet, get all the pussy he can eat and please just try to test me, I'll ace it, don't need to cheat it the game got my back, cho, you can believe it and leave it to Beaver to be leavin you motherfuckers speechless so easy for me to be me and be what the game be needin I'm playin the game for green and fame the same, I ain't conceited blame the playa, not the game... but not the MVP empty me of all the rhymes, I be writin em all the time gettin high in the meadows (Johnny), only homies get that line I ain't lyin, I'm aite, but I could always get higher so pass that blunt around like you passin out a flyer It's that fire in that blunt, but ain't the only reason why (why) the fire comin out of my mouth, it's all about them lines (white) Askin why the white man gonna step up to the mic (white) I ain't shy, I'll reply, I'm pretty fly for a white guy (white)
JP: Put-me-in-the-water flow, daggertooth deadly 'na mean? And I dont need the lean, my swagga too heavy already so deadly call me Mr. Nick first name Arsa, nullify the weak, yeah we crushin bitch rappers like ice, so sharp we got them veterans head scratchin like lice, and we dont play nice What they after? Announcin they name and they spoutin they lame shit soundin the same, The Club is out for a change because the game is full of 2-bit rappers, but I'm like 20 Gigabytes I copyright in case if any nigga bites And yeah so many niggas writin flows that's like the old me I bust em, you need some harder bars you wanna hold me phony, Pillsbury ain't got this kind of dough, B Unobtainable rocks like I tore down Hometree At shows, see you chasin off the fanbase The Club is so sharp and so fly it's like the blades broke off of the fan base hit you with it, now you got a banned face That way when they see you at the club you gettin sent back home now I'm attackin your backbone like scoliosis Do-si-do with homies spittin so gross that I call em halitosis Notice how we own this? You soft like cheddar cheese And gettin popped like ketamine, your flow is like a breeze it blows it what I mean, now are you listening? I'm second to the battle, so before you die, you see the ring