I bet you wanna sound like Al Dee
Don't ever compare yourself to me
We're the band you wanna approach
Like piece of bread under a table for a cocroach
Great punch nigga, we're on the top of things
I'm staying low key, cuz bitches watching me
You better back up, don't wanna see you fainted
I'm fucking gone but all my bombs already have been planted
Bridge (2x)
Drum pops and bass were my choice
Remember that and go and tell it to ya boys
Hook:
I'd better stay solitary
than become you, bitch
It's time to clean up my closet finally
Some shit is going real hard with me
Though I get high like a helicopter
These niggaz got no balls to tell me what is really proper
And they call me Dee The Junkie, that's the bingo
I'm blowing joints fat like my finger
It's not a limit cuz I want it bigger
To lose my head and pull that fuckin trigger on ya
Pull the fucking trigger man!
My joint is fat you better get back
I pull the fucking trigger man!
Ya'll niggaz wack, i will break your neck bitch
Bridge (2x)
Drum pops and bass were my choice
Remember that and go and tell it to ya boys
Hook:
I'd better stay solitary
than become you, bitch
I make it bounce, I make it rain over and over again
I jump over the top, you cannot do the same
And everything is flashing in my mind, fucking insane
So when I step on the scene you better stay away
Gunshot, blaaw, u better run
Click clack, bang, son you’re on the ground
I told ya run, pull up ur gun
Don’t watch your back until u fucking gone
Bridge (2x)
Drum pops and bass were my choice
Remember that and go and tell it to ya boys
Hook:
I'd better stay solitary
than become you, bitch
