Way down in the jungle deep Where the real trap stars and the junkies meet Where they want that hard white and niggas pumping beat And niggas having dreams ’bout slumping me But my niggas bust back All-black outfit, Daffy Duck’s back Squeeze off crouchin’, I’mma buss that Disrespect me, it won’t be water off a duck’s back Next year, I’mma crush that shit That they call the industry and cop a mustang I was trappin’ last year in the plush van Chilling out with my nigga Knucks where the thugs hang We’ll be comin’ round there on some robbin’ shit Playin’ Jimmy Conway like Robert did You niggas ain’t gully, you ain’t poppin’ shit I’mma show you motherfuckers bout this bossing shit
We can have it out We can bang it out, get the maggie out Rat-a-tat it out Slap a nigga in the head, watch it splashin’ out We can have it out We can bang it out, get the maggie out Rat-a-tat it out Slap a nigga in the head, watch it splashin’ out
Way down in the jungle deep Runnin’ round with a strap and it’s proper peak Gettin’ blamed for shootings when it wasn’t me Feelin’ exhausted, loss of sleep If I see my enemy and he’s flossin’ deep I’mma scratch the paint work on his glossin’ cheek And let the [?] on his [?] Show the yute the outcome of niggas mockin’ me Let the burnin’ start Get the burger, burst it, burn his clart These niggas ain’t bust, with their virgin hearts We can take it old school and do it [?] When the something’s rinsing and we swerve out fast That’s that Maggie Simpson coming to burn out Bart All-tinted, shit’ll turn out dark When we rinsing, jump in and burn out cars
We can have it out We can bang it out, get the maggie out Rat-a-tat it out Slap a nigga in the head, watch it splashin’ out We can have it out We can bang it out, get the maggie out Rat-a-tat it out Slap a nigga in the head, watch it splashin’ out