Earl Simmons

[Intro: Jay NiCE]
Jay NiCE the young Sean Price, uncut
Soon as you try debate it imma tell you "Shut the fuck up!"
Gunshot

[Intermission: Jay NiCE]
Ayo what the fuck going on, huh?
This that new Immobiliare shit
What, y'all niggas forgot what it was or something, nigga?
We came to blow this motherfuckin' town down like Pompeii
This that real raw shit
New Jay NiCE, Farmabeats
And this is DJ-I-don't-give-a-fuck back in the mix
Dump Life, nigga

[Chorus: Jay NiCE]
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 hoes knocking at my window
I'm like DMX, what these bitches want?
I'm ain't fucking with no funds, I'm only rocking with my kinfolk
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 hoes knocking at my window
Young Earl Simmons, what these bitches want?

[Verse 1: Jay NiCE]
Haha, it's FLAiR Jordan
Jay NiCE the young Sean Price, uncut
Soon as you try debate it imma tell you "Shut the fuck up!"
A new God emcee that P would be proud of
From Cali to New York to ovеrseas, they show me wild lovе
I'm strutting in the club strapped, fuck a pat down
And any nigga hating inside's getting dragged out
For sure I'm a cash cow, my aura get the bag now
I heard these niggas still telling, I hit em with the rat rounds
In HD, this is Dumpervision, adjust your lenses
And see the world for the first time, it's just beginning
I'm fuckin different, Jay the shit bro, my wave legit
FLAiR shoot the J and swish, I don't play the mix
Form skrrty
On my third tour, I'm war worthy
In black hoodies for the bread like the boar early
I'm talking 4:30, thumbing through amounts
But this much just keep coming unannounced, you bitches fucking up my count

[Chorus: Jay NiCE]
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 hoes knocking at my window
I'm like DMX, what these bitches want?
I'm ain't fucking with no funds, I'm only rocking with my kinfolk
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 hoes knocking at my window
Young Earl Simmons, what these bitches want?

[Verse 2: Left Lane Didon]
Yo
Immobiliare
Peep
Over pride lead fly, dawg I'm dead inside
Extra live, I measure the line to sever ties
Cut the rope, settle scores with a burnt sket
Learn Left, you mentioning war? I take the first step
Knock on death's door, aiming through the devil - slow dance
Let's make the papers, nigga I can make you famous
Play your business like the hummingbird
Spray the fooly, push your face in your hoodie, my bully undeterred
Miss the shotty, go Harden with the half pump
Last truck caused flash flood and then the cash lump
You more Greyhound, I'm tryna bust, grimey as fuck
This the game, you niggas tryna be refined for what?
We ride in front, we don't sit in the same car
My best friends live in the graveyard, I'm through
I'm cold, I throw a mound on the plate
Straight flake, I'm 2008
It's big Lane

[Chorus: Jay NiCE]
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 hoes knocking at my window
I'm like DMX, what these bitches want?
I'm ain't fucking with no funds, I'm only rocking with my kinfolk
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 hoes knocking at my window
Young Earl Simmons, what these bitches want?

[Verse 3: Rome Streetz]
Brrt brrt
Uh huh
Gazelle frame, champagne, a slow reign
Dope for most of cocaine, got rings and gold chains
You know the steez is Jesus, rap along the robberies
Spitting razor sharp God degree that slice across your artery
More to know, it's arson in my artistry
Awesome when I throw darts, God even Tony Starks'd honour me
Have your wizz on your knees swallowing jits
Born the lead, I ain't following shit
Got it out the motherfuckin mud on some archaeology shit
Knew I'd be popping, the prophecy lit
Pop your head like [?] prop, dough over the dollars we get
Do the knowledge, bitch I'm logically sick
Won't stop till we rich and got property and islands n shit
Everything you drop wack, that's why you not in the mix
Sold to me for 35 but I got it for 6
Only topic is the profit, I pop it off with a flip
Since a teenager, saw C.R.E.A.M. on deviant behaviour
Going hand to hand with weed since the two way pager
Motherfucka