I'm a scalper, I got what you need I got this hotness, what's it gonna be, kid, come with me, kid
You know what I know, these ain't goin' fast
Come up off that cash, these ain't gonna last
In my city, money takers never carry proof
Only carried attitude, never had a clue
I was a selfish and dramatic dude
Thought I had a soul, thought I had a clue
Rather ruled, never showed no gratitude
I work overtime, lookin' at the coldest line
Roll those a fuckin' nose, please, I got the lows, nah
And I slang up like Tanties, you like the sells like I did
Is you like the socks I had, man, these, it's uncanny, how I
Pull it up, cop, stay off my dick
This ticket hustle, pay off quick, it's to play off shit
Fifty bucks, you're way off, kid, fuckin'
I ain't sellin', I got the mind of a felon
I ain't tellin', nobody, not a soul
If I said it, kid, I meant it
These tics here, 100% authentic, like in Jersey, it's nice
Now give me that money before I up my price
I'm a scalper, I got what you need, I got this hotness
What's it gonna be, kid, come with me, kid
You know what I know, these ain't goin' fast
Come up off that cash, these ain't gonna last
I'm a scalper, I got what you need, I got this hotness
What's it gonna be, kid, come with me, kid
You know what I know, these ain't goin' fast
Come up off that cash, these ain't gonna last
1986, on my grind in the hustle
I got this ticket game, marked with a muscle
It's Kempertyra style, how we lift and cast
I'm straight gutter, but I live amongst the list of crafts
I got a list of facts, to prove my street status
Every other week, flint rules that he at us
Can we beat magic, that's the question in
How many seats you got left down in section 10
Then I hit them off, I got the whole force
They look the other way, and left us with control sports
I got my cohorts, they sell the balcony
My new street, Ilius, John, Sia, but me
It's like a factory, it's a plot, Mr. Man
Got this ticket game, locked in the palm of my hand
I stand and deliver, this is what I give you
East Coast, Avengers, John, peace, I'm a scalper
I got what you need, I got this hotness
What's it gonna be, kid, come with me, kid
You know what I know, these ain't going fast
Come up off that gas, these ain't gonna last
I'm a scalper, I got what you need, I got this hotness
What's it gonna be, kid, come with me, kid
You know what I know, these ain't going fast
Come up off that gas, these ain't gonna last
It's still up, we won't prove it, the area
It's still up, we won't prove it, the area
The big L, be like your niggas, like N6
Get in mid-lens, do intense, don't kill an infant for ten cents
Cause I'm a street genius, what a unique penis
Got five chicks, so I think I don't even speak English
I'm making ducks, dead mugs, tears, I'm a pop quiz
I don't have it all upstairs, but who the fuck is?
I'm grabbing rules, taking fast swiggas
I get cash and stash niggas, and harass them pedast niggas
After you, your medic is scarred next
And if you're squad flex, I'm letting off, fight, put on gas
Attack nine is my utensil, fillet niggas with so much land
They can use they dick for a pencil, I'm known for snatchin' verses
And bombin' churches, I get more pussy by accident
Than most niggas, ain't no purpose
I got drugs, spots to New York and Canada
Cause big L be fuckin' with more keys than a janitor
Now it's the Dick Kater, who's style's great
It's the man with more wild flavors than motherfuckin' now, ladies
And rappers, I hit him well, they go to Maclea
Go to heaven, fuckin' with me, cause I give a hell
