I got myself a gun.... I got myself a gun.... Brooklyn stand up. I got myself a gun.... But really I don't need to heat. Your heart pumped project Kool-Aid you sweet. I don't got a two-way you gays?. This is not beef this is rap homie. I don't have a scratch on me. You feel Jay soft rip Jay off. Damn I'm only worth over 100 million. Look I got beef with like 100 children. niggas with pink suits tryin to get cute. You a little outta line homie. Don't let the nine homie. Put you out you mind homie. Just rhyme homie. Kick you little lies I kick my real facts. Like you sneakin out the back of the source sound lab. We wasn't chasin you (nah) we had a tapin' too. We came through to do our 1-2 thing. It wasn't a Rockafella come through thing. If it was on like that I would come through Queens. With Queens niggas you know I how I do. Look I got more shooters in Queens bridge than you. niggas would tie you up on the colliseum roof. Open beer bottles off that boy chipped tooth look here. I got myself a gun. Uh-ohhhh. I got myself a gun. Listen I'm the J the A to the Fuck-this-Broad. That nigga never sold aspirin now how he Escabar?. Had to buy your chain back the last time you got robbed. The nerve of this coward nigga "oh (oh) my (my) god (god)". And I know rap rumors and innuendo. I bring it to you live lift up your window. Let the public peek in see your dirty laundry. Ya'll don't want me to continue (HOV'!). {Knoc-turn-al sample~>"Super ugly! All I really know is yo' ho wants to be with. me and she ain't playin and want I'm sayin"}. Me and the boy A.I. got more in common. Than just ballin and rhymin get it? More in Carmen. I came in your Bentley backseat. Skeeted in your Jeep left condoms on your babyseat. Here nigga the gloves is off. The love is done. Its whatever whenever however nigga ONE!. And since you infatuated with sayin that gay shit. Yeah she was kissin my dick when you was kissin that bitch. Nasty shit you thought I was born in Renette. You callin' Carm a hundred times I was boneæŠ§ her neck. You got a baby by the broad you can't disown her yet. When is your lies end when does the truth begin. When is reality set in or does it not matter. Gotta hurt I'm your baby mama's favorite rapper. And ask your current girl she know wassæŠ²p. Holla at a real nigga Jigga I don't give a fuck. {Knoc-turn-al sample~>"All I really know is yo' ho wants to be with me and she.