It's Big Los on the beat, you know the bro's got the heat
When I start counting rolls, I'll have them ho's at my feet-
So mesquite, barbecue. Cooking ribs on a Saturday
b**h I'm Ryan Jacket with the swagger of a Latter-day Saint
And a curly head of hair. Tommy on my underwear
And a cool attitude, but these b**hes unaware-
Of the sh** that I be having on my plate, to date with other sh** that I could give 'em on a date
Bro this is fate. Not by chance, you musty a** looking fella
Well a shot to ya head and them Asians looking yella
Hella lit, in the f**ing mosh pit-b**h smell my f**ing armpit
I'm a fresh a** foolio, yeah I'm cooling though
Trapping out with all my bros. Eat some f**ing donut holes and then we order Domino's
Yeah this life I live is not for y'all. Look at how the f** I ball
Yeah you think it's crazy but to me it's just my Protocol
I'm stunting on you heavy ho's, it's best you keep the levy closed
I'm stunting on you heavy ho's, it's best you keep the levy closed-
Cause Chevy go so f**ing fast you boys is gonna finish last
It's Ryan Jacket in this bracket b**h you know I gotta blast off-
Past you average ba*tards, I'm the master
And you know this sh** is plastered in my damn mind like a sign saying "Boy you really gonna f**ing shine". I hope so
All I see is Four Lokos getting drank by 4 slow ho's with they vatos eating nachos in they simple clothes, it really blows
This is why the f** I gotta go make my motherf**ing mark
Swimming with some fellas who is really just some f**ing sharks
Need some motherf**ing dolphins who is really not engulfing themselves in this bullsh** I see nowadays in alleyways
sh** is really f**ing whack. Got my sh**, let's make it crack
Let that sit while I go make myself a motherf**ing snack
Hope yo a** enjoyed this sh**, I'm needed in the co*kpit
So meanwhile, listen to my main mans as he spit truth:
*Koopsta Knicca verse plays*