Jack Black

[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, that's Danny G beat)

[Chorus]
My chop sing, no Jack Black, I'm in a big truck, all matte black
It's birds around, no Aflak, my hoes thick, my stack fat
If I said it, I could back that, I'm a big dog, you a pack rat
I buy and sell, no Nasdaq, my Jack slap, it's jam-packed
My chop sing, no Jack Black, I'm in a big truck, all matte black
It's birds around, no Aflak, my hoes thick, my stack fat
If I said it, I could back that, I'm a big dog, you a pack rat
I buy and sell, no Nasdaq, my Jack slap, it's jam-packed

[Verse 1]
It's free, just call me through, I'm 'bout to beat it front the bumper
I don't even talk to bitches 'less they got that lumpa-dumpa
Put a G-Flex on my Glock, that bitch go pumpa-pumpa-pumpa
Pumpa-pumpa, pumpa-pumpa-pumpa-pumpa-pumpa-pumpa
Big old blickie tucked, this bitch'll blow apart your bunker
When you see me, you should hunker, we turn Scat Packs into junkers
No, you couldn't hit a lick on little Sweet when I was younger
I be rainin' on parades 'cause I'm rollin' with that thunder
Iron on me, I ain't talkin' 'bout no putter
Cross a line with me and mine, and we'll leave you in the gutter
I don't think you heard me, you would think I had a stutter
Dutch gloved up with that mop but he ain't tryna hit no clutter
I'm supposed to be here, my parents used contraception
Ain't no lames to my detection, only bosses in my section
With the plug doin' inspection in the Siamese connection
My buffs recognize the mirror, 'cause it's real in both reflections

[Chorus]
My chop sing, no Jack Black, I'm in a big truck, all matte black
It's birds around, no Aflak, my hoes thick, my stack fat
If I said it, I could back that, I'm a big dog, you a pack rat
I buy and sell, no Nasdaq, my Jack slap, it's jam-packed
My chop sing, no Jack Black, I'm in a big truck, all matte black
It's birds around, no Aflak, my hoes thick, my stack fat
If I said it, I could back that, I'm a big dog, you a pack rat
I buy and sell, no Nasdaq, my Jack slap, it's jam-packed

[Verse 2]
My Jack slap, it's jam-packed, that bitch don't ever stop
It ain't shit to drop a bop, bitch, I'm goin' to the top
Even your bitch wanna swap 'cause big Sweet be cleanin' shop
I used to skate around at [?], now my peeps'll get you popped
I've always been proud, it's just deep in my tradition
My girls don't talk loud, if they did I wouldn't listen
I just bought a new blick, I think it's time to get it cristen
Me and you's to big a crowd, I go solo on my missions

[Chorus]
My chop sing, no Jack Black, I'm in a big truck, all matte black
It's birds around, no Aflak, my hoes thick, my stack fat
If I said it, I could back that, I'm a big dog, you a pack rat
I buy and sell, no Nasdaq, my Jack slap, it's jam-packed
My chop sing, no Jack Black, I'm in a big truck, all matte black
It's birds around, no Aflak, my hoes thick, my stack fat
If I said it, I could back that, I'm a big dog, you a pack rat
I buy and sell, no Nasdaq, my Jack slap, it's jam-packed