Tekst piosenki
I be cuttin' the fuck up and down
Side to side, all around
All the time, often now (with a raw sound)
Who's the man, damn, fam can jam
Rush, rumble, ram, slam
And kickin' tall cans
Stop the presses, hold up, stop the damn presses!
I'm next up to flex, mic checks to address this
Feelin, feelin
I got a feelin
Adrenaline, got me tremblin
I got the style
Can't hold it back cos I'm too damn wild
