Business before pleasure

Tick, tick, boom, bitch, don't step it up low, just get it Ayy, we some dirty south soldiers, what, what, what We some dirty south soldiers, what, what, what We some dirty south soldiers, what, what, what We some dirty south soldiers, what, what, what I'm on my best shit, playin' with my nose next Yellow boogers in my ears when I profile Beat that pussy from the back, why I'm so wild Most niggas copycat, got my own style Yeah, 30 rack, in the building, bitch Throwin' three points across the club, got me feelin' rich Canary, Ken, Ken, duckin', slammin' on you suckas Showin' out, look at two chains, even at the Rutgers You little niggas ain't big, get your weight up Talkin' bout the Carter block, you're supposed to pay us Speakin' on the mind, baby, you're supposed to spray us Tapeline chest shit, bullets ripped to show you Fuckin' with the best, bitch I'm from the east, but all my cousins from the west, bitch Big meat, I like to eat them on that next shit So don't get mad when I pull up in that west shit Nigga, don't get mad You know I'm a swag guy Carter block, Ken Chantel, my niggas on 2-5 Murder Yeah The rap game needs me Mixtape, volume 1 J. Ken, bitch Tryna win, bitch Tens off the 20s for a nigga Murder Murder