[Hook: Frisco](x2) Yeah, we make them press the panic bu*ton Cuh when we come through, you know we're causing destruction Everyting dead Big 45, paint everyting red Fam, I don't wanna hear no talk about switchup It's Boy Better Know till the day that I dead, yes [Verse 1: Frisco] You know what it is when I step in Make MCs panic and start fretting When I get to the dance, walk straight to the front With 25 goons and we all gotta get in I see man tryna pree, check him Big 45 select him, buss one Buss two but the third must get him Try and know that I ain't playing Got a brand new stratty that I just purchased from OT Been a lyrical firearm since '03 You man are smoking the dead man weed This grade A will make your meds all floaty All I've got is my word and my balls I won't break em for nobody, tell me Everyting dead, pony, you know me Everyting on my island's stony Big Frisco, one and only Far from a foe when you know me I'm overly boasty and n***as don't like that k** an MC and his hypeman Yes, we make them press the panic bu*ton Me and my dargs dem ain't having nothing, say something [Hook: Frisco](x2) [Verse 2: Jme] Microphone check When I come around, man start panicking What else would you expect? Man are spazzing out like a nervous wreck Online Bare man chat sh**, I cannot stop blocking man Just like Blanka and Kyle But I ain't used 'Blocked Fam' for a while The truth hurts You man are just starting to make music properly Man's been putting in work So you need to put down the mic and blurt With all due respect I hover over the X when I play your video I anticipate dead music Dead video, dead It's mad Disrespect my family? That ain't happening Man get wicked and bad Fam, like Shabba Ranks OK I'm gonna do what I always do fam, trust me Same sh**, different day I just pick up the mic and spray [Hook: Frisco](x2)