[Verse 1:]
Giddy up s*ut yeah you a bad b**h
All these rappers act a part call them Brad Pitt
Oh no here he goes again
I flow dope f** you up like some opium
We in Sydney b**h
Chilling up in C-Town b**hes knock me back in school
I guarantee their keen now
Tell em f** off I got money to make
Me and Nebs equal cash that is something you ain't, So
Lets journey through the mind of a sick c*nt
Dollar signs inside my eyelids no I won't slip up
Every time I blink now you know how I think
Walking in the club behind the bar and grabbing a drink
b**h
Day to day with the ABK they want me banned in Queensland like I'm lazy gray, aye
Top charts yeah that's what we does
Number one motherf**er ain't no stopping us bruz
[Hook:]
This tha jam this tha one where you break sh**
This tha one where your f**ing on ya mates b**h
This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for
So play this song as your plea when you step in court
This tha jam this tha one where you break sh**
This tha one where your f**ing on ya mates b**h
This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for
So play this song as your plea when you step in court
[Verse 2:]
I'm so fresh no expiry date
Getting interviews they ask me what its like to be great mate
I can't explain, its the way I was born
Your b**h four finger deep keen on making the p**n
Raw
Its what I am never toning it down
If they beef with me I guarantee they won't be around
Got nearly every Aussie rapper mad, screaming in mics now
Throw in the f**ing towel tell these f*ggots to lie down
Kers one I'm getting stupid with money
Best producer in the country got ya dancing getting funky
What they do for a chance on a Nebs beat tell em 10k another 10 they can get me
On a hook hitting notes so high
Everything I drop they buy
So smashed eyes red and they half closed
Popping pills at my show hit the stage and pa** low
[Hook:]
This tha jam this tha one where you break sh**
This tha one where your f**ing on ya mates b**h
This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for
So play this song as your plea when you step in court
This tha jam this tha one where you break sh**
This tha one where your f**ing on ya mates b**h
This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for
So play this song as your plea when you step in court
[Verse 3:]
Rappers act arrogant it makes me sick
Cause they bite the whole style from my latest sh**
These days the weed blazed
Walking down the freeway
Watching my clips and you stopping them to replay
I'm coming for your cash like a debt collector
And the blunts I puff smell like air freshener
In the brand new suit with a blue tie too
You don't know my crew you in 252
What the f** is that
I make custom rap
And other rappers bite me
But the c*nts are wack
Plus Nebs got producers f**ing scratching their heads
We call em out I see em run like I'm cracking their necks
Album 3 in 3 years we going 10 for 10
I'm looking out to your crowd its only men men
Talking bout the underground and how they keeping it raw
Mutherf**er please I got more people waiting at an in store
[Hook:]
This tha jam this tha one where you break sh**
This tha one where your f**ing on ya mates b**h
This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for
So play this song as your plea when you step in court
This tha jam this tha one where you break sh**
This tha one where your f**ing on ya mates b**h
This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for
So play this song as your plea when you step in court