[Verse 1: Bishop Nehru] They can hold these testicles, if they test these goals Just know they ain't messing with our senses flow As you know if n******gs ain't learned they lesson We ain't stressing if it's less than dough Me and my bro we'll be k**ing this sh** As good as it gets we flip cards Skipping these guest we deliver them sh**s n******gs need hits it's fine you just give'em this sh** Trying to get you loose n******gs losing in a grouse world But they still lose if they still losing They control never coming know that That's why we start this straight lap Why we hunt [?]we loved it We k**ed them in public, we interrupt public Hold up like they long heads More crushing so make the a**umption Bishop k**ing all these rappers and never feeling[?] [Hook: Bishop Nehru] Gimme your 16 I leave'em all feeling Got my feet 5 foot deep into the ceiling n******gs vex trying to flex they ain't leaving I spit for look you barely breathing Gimme your 16 I leave'em all feeling Got my feet 5 for deep into the ceiling n******gs vex trying to flex they ain't leaving I spit for look you barely breathing [Verse 2: Bishop Nehru] Take a listen [?] That sh** that is so twisted That precision can't miss it Rib stitches and constantly stack riches Now get the stiff paraplegic twisters Get more dough that's your rehab n******gs nap they looking crappy All they nag about is trapping Steady snapping popping nixing over And napping with the past Rapping any rapper in that soul And I'm spitting there is no competition I leave the others missing and Continue with my mission And as you people listen you see that I'm dismissing Any n***a that listen is flip in their position cause [?]and don't worry about prices Cause the{?]in the game require me to have a license Rappers is [?]riding with violence Buying riffs then trying to roll [Hook]