[Verse 1] We're the maniacs, so it's more manic Kinda old school, but it's organic I'm running up his mouth, got his jaw damaged You get violated or banished We paint pictures - more palates Dropped a few to Rita just before Alex Had a mixed race thing way back in the day Had a bit of Black in her but she was more Spanish Wanna be Heaven sent, standing on Heaven's stairs Just knocked the six box out, where's the seventh square? Now it's the offices with the leather chairs This got that Broadway feel, call it Fred Astair You better step aside when we step in here I ain't got the time just hit my secretary I'm 'bout to let it fly, call my tec 'canary' You full of disrespect and I ain't taking any It's more balanced, that raw ballad This that DJ Drama, or Khaled Yeah them new cats coming up are okay But to get to here you need a little more talent I had an alan key before Alan Don't put your hand on me, have more manners The man will bang on beef, they're more salad Now put a bag of green in your - Ain't no stepping to man Man will step into you Watch your step n***a cause you stepped on my shoe I'ma get them mother f**ers, got especially you sh**'s deafening when I let my weapon kaboom Gangsta - but the rap requesting balloons Just ship and now you wanna stretch my canoe Me and Boost said watch when n***a's step in the room Roll that skunk up - n***a's got that Pepé le Pew You impressioning me is my impression of you Let that pressure cook when we pressure cooker your crew Let that pressure cook when we pressing cook up the food [?] playing and n***a's need to step up their [?] Call me 2pac when he lit that [?] Do not lose that cause man ain't got weapons to lose n***a who's that stepping with that effortless groove You know what Tim, let's go to the next song, man You got me pa**ing through and just merking like that You know what it's like You know we're just having fun with it, you get me Tim? We're seated. We're relaxed Got the mandem in the building SN1 all day, you get me? [Verse 2] You shouldn't ask about n***as over our side Make you pa** out n***a, this the dark side Hear that screech sound n***a? That's the car tyre Make a blood bath n***a, it's your bath time Yeah the gra** looks greener over there But I bet it's looking greener over our side [?] raa - like the far side Check the work rate or the archive Ain't no mercy when it's bursting Cause I'm the big bad wolf and I'm thirsty And a n***a see murder; call me Percy And there's no limits to a strap when it's dirty And it hurts me And it burns me Cause this n***a's so badman trying to curse me Nana had a [?] like Harry was with the Dursleys When you b**h n***as see Giggs you should curtsey Cause I'm sitting in the two-seat With that weed, sitting next to Lucy Don't be nosey, throwing in your 2p 'Bout that cash money - call me Tunechi f** a comeback - this a kickback Why's that? I'm on my Bruce Lee Excuse me; oopsie Phone Vita - come scoop me f** your summer plans n***a, this a summer jam Take it to the 90s when I did the running man Nobody can do it like this but the brother, man Nobody can do it like Giggs, shake a brother's hand If I'm gonna run it then I'm gonna run it If I'd never done it n***as would have never done it Silly motherf**ers never saw me coming Then I bagged a BET award they never saw me running It's kinda Mr. Cool, I'ma risk it all See me suited up call me Mr. Cool Got a fully loaded clip hold your pistol, fool Anywhere I want is where I stick my fork Champagne time, help me lift the cork Talking red carpets, n***a, get the door Yo, listen Man's so poetic Two phone calls then man goes to get it Steak well done think man won't fillet it Shave off Ps think man won't Gilette it Drink up now that b**h Amaretted This that presi - Obama edit G so heavy he's harder headed He's so sick that he's - Na, I'm giving you too much, man You know how it is, Tim All day, you get me?