Tire monks... Tire monks... Finish line with the fire monks On the real A stop, turn the runaway train Master Sheetin' on the pants Got it spinning like a pastor Raptor. Basher. Deer like Doe, like Dasher. Faster, Motor Mike faster. He ain't gotta get a bitch watch o'r the rapture. White bitch go but I roll like a Wu. Penthouse shit rooftop at the Wynn.
When I win when I when I win no when I win, I play good like Shinga Hos on call. Got hos on call! To come through take a protocol. Just damage it that's my protocol This many, uh, Australians on sauce and no camera. I don't care who you are. No, Killer Mack, gotta give it to you raw. Piss on point. Gotta pass me a joint. Gotta tweeze this beat. I'ma spray my joint Straight crack rock! Raw to the pat-pahnt poon! Nod to the Rap City, no Tigga yeah shawty do whatever I know naw digga. It's the motherfuckin' not. It's Iggy, not Jigga!
