[Intro]
Yo, it's Aslo up in this b**h
Aslo, A.S.L.O double O haha
Ya, give it to 'em
Check it, Check it, Check it out now
Check it, check it out mother f**er
Ya, Aslo
[Verse 1]
I ain't confident I'm co*ky son
Rolling up hundred ones and other ones
Pa** them over to another son
I'm the one and I ain't even trying yet
I see you f*ggots sweat, sweating in
Fear of what I'm doing next
I switch the flow, ten fo, you hoes
Already know that I rip the phone booth
Apart when I go, In on a beat, the heat
Is so sweet, y'all fleet in defeat
Look at me I'm a
Beast! Y'all Wish you was me cause I'm ripping up
Hotties gripping shotties Satan died
In my f**ing body, I'm the greatest
Rapper ever, the best is me, your favorite
Emcees sorry raps to weak for me
My body parts blowing out s*utties hearts
In the dark I embark great pressures like a nark
I'm silly for game, k**ing lames, spilling brains
Switching lanes on them dames who claim they
Know my f**ing name (Aslo), when they call me fake
I'm awake all day I never sleep I'm great I can't
f**ing break, cause I'm steel, I'm a robot
Designed to k** making your life's end short like
A will
[Break]
Yeah. For real. Round two lets go mother f**er
Check it out, aye yo
[Verse 2]
I'm a step up from your last boyfriend I get endz
And hit skinz and roll around in a f**ing Benz
I go a round with Liddell, knock him around so proud
Slow down so the crowd can go wild (YEAH)
Aslo, when I step into the ring I bring pain
It ain't over 'til Adele sing ya, I got stone cold
Bling making chinks sting I grow wings so I can fly away
I'm buying drinks, getting hit with eye winks, if you
Think I stink you can shrink and go away
You f**ers getting paid? You f**ers say I'm gay
That's lame I'm slaying dames every mother f**ing day
I spare life's for a great price, I been dead so long
People call me Christ, (amen) damn I'm rapping nice
Rocking ice this the life I snatch your wife and catch
You in a vice take some advice, Don't step to Aslo
I'll leave you ghost, with a 45 cal. shoved down your
Throat
[Outro]
(Scratch) Don't f** with me again I'll turn ya ghost
Ya, ha, b**h, with a 45 cal. shoved down your throat. (Aslo)
(Ya) I told you mother f**ers, not to f** with me
Check it out, check it out Chika chika Check it out now (ya)
We gone, representing, 313, b**h, peace