[Verse 1] Ok, now fresh pair of J's on my feet That's how I do it If you scuff my J's then we gon' have to get into it Stuff you with my right And then I'll deck you with my other hand And you might get a little hit But I'll bounce back just like a rubberband BOW All up in your motherf**ing face I'll bust your bottom lip, come get a motherf**ing taste These BG's see me on tv And better not mistake me for no s**er (s**er) Cuz' the .44 make em hit the flo' Flowin semiautomatic make 'em run for cover, cover, cover Cover your eyes and cover your mouth When a grown man talkin' I'm swaggin', I'm surfin' Matter fact that's how I'm walkin' Walking it out But on the other hand I'm walking it in When it comes to the pa-pa-paper Drink Conjure straight That means no cha-cha-cha-cha-chaser Thats right conjure-conjure-conjure No I don't drink no more vodka So find me gettin slizzard At the bar with Waka Flocka Managed by Zulu, Chaka Can't touch me like Osama Other rappers need to cover their face up like Lady Gaga