(Hook)
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
So I'm gon make sure I can drop em (drop em)

Load em up and @@#! em (@@#! em)
Arms out the window and aim! (I will pull it back)
Aim! (I will let it go)

Aim! (I will lay it down)
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)

So I'm gon make sure I can drop em (drop em)
Load em up and @@#! em (@@#! em)
Arms out the window and aim!

Aim! Aim! Aim! Aim! Aim!
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)


(Verse)
'Cause I am Mike Jordan Mike Tyson Mike Phelps

Michelangelo with the flow bro and the mic helps
Ha! The mic stealth that's for the mic's health
You'll take me out - now that's the funniest %#@! Mike Epps

They say the street need a hit
It ain't gon write itself
So I'mma set this (*##$ on fire

It ain't gon light itself
And I'mma beat the beat up
It ain't gon fight itself

$#&@in let it write itself until it good night itself
That's for the OG to do it
Just equip me and do

You know what we a do fool
I will pull it back
I will let it go

I will lay it down

(Hook)

'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)
So I'm gon make sure I can drop em (drop em)

Load em up and @@#! em (@@#! em)
Arms out the window and aim!
Aim! Aim! Aim! Aim! Aim!

'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)


(Verse)
'Cus I am Al Capone John Gotti Larry Hoover
Tooky Williams Mike and sexy on (*##$ I will do ya

Now when you talkin do a million people listen to ya?
Or do they slip and keep it moving like they never knew ya
You born a sucker die a sucker yea you get the picture

When you go you gon try to take some trill ^!$$%s wit ya
Son of (*##$ yea I say $#&@ you for a picture
Come in to get yo head a bodybag

This shoulda fit ya
^!$$% talkin down in your subliminal rap
We're playin you get slow dice

Like slit through the craps
Snap back to reality there'll be another studio
Casually try to battle me

I leave em rattled G
That's for the OG to do it
Just between me and you

You know what we a do fool
I will pull it back
I will let it go

I will lay it down

(Hook)

'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)
So I'm gon make sure I can drop em (drop em)

Load em up and @@#! em (@@#! em)
Arms out the window and aim!
Aim! Aim! Aim! Aim! Aim!

'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)

(Verse)
Staircases and aces razor blade cameras and scrapers

Get through it big I got the rhythm to bend cages
Choppa mad places in front
We just stunt you know my shakers
All of them shoot just like the Lakers
Paper fryers and Goliath mission attired he wired

Kill that ^!$$% with the quick fast and tie it
Check that Houston goose and the cranberry will loosen ^!$$%s up
Quinton thought he was straight just like moose and
Stat and Pharell bustin them bow and arrows
We touch so we lowin sparrow

Chums is long and goofy like cousin Cowell
Truth or fire dope fiends get crucified
Both teams is super loud
Me and Buns the underworld is ours ^!$$%
Pantries is filled with nothing but blow and scampy shrimps

Try to stop me ^!$$% shoot through his eyes
Blow tryin to cope coppin the stove he drove pop us

(Hook)
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
So I'm gon make sure I can drop em (drop em)

Load em up and @@#! em (@@#! em)
Arms out the window and aim! (I will pull it back)
Aim! (I will let it go)
Aim! (I will lay it down)
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)
So I'm gon make sure I can drop em (drop em)

Load em up and @@#! em (@@#! em)
Arms out the window and aim! (I will pull it back)
Aim! (I will let it go)
Aim! (I will lay it down)
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)