Yessir

[Intro]
So welcome Mr. Kash
I'm glad you were so punctual for this interview
We just have a few questions we'd like to ask you
(Yeah, yeah)

[Hook: Icy Kash]
Do you talk to the fakes? Hmm- no sir!
Pay attention to the hate? Hmm- no sir!
Is there a time when you flake? Hmm- no sir
Hmm- no sir. N-n-n no sir
Do you always keep it real? Hmm- yessir!
Working hard in the field? Hmm-yessir!
See through and the fakes and know the deal?
Hmm- yessir!
Hmm- yes sir. Y-y-y yes sir!

[Verse 1: Icy Kash]
Icy Kash the name, lemme write it on your brain, yeah
Chilling in a rocket, cause you ain't on my plane, yeah
Keep it moving faster, steady picking up the pacing
Gold medal on my vena cava cause my heart is racing
Imma go off like the lights when you skip the bill
Icy Kash nigga, all I ever do is chill
Yeah, you know me, I'm usually a pacifist
Mess with me wrong and I'm gonna have to pass a fist
Sipping passion fruit while I making a song so passionate
Think I'm going hard? Listen up this ain't even half of it
I need it now, I'm really no longer fighting it
My patience out the gym, got tired of exercising it
Hold up, lemme show up
I'm the baker, tryna get my dough up
Came way from the back to the front row now
Even when I kick my feet up, I'm ten toes down
Yuh!

[Hook: Icy Kash]
Do you talk to the fakes? Hmm- no sir!
Pay attention to the hate? Hmm- no sir!
Is there a time when you flake? Hmm- no sir
Hmm- no sir. N-n-n no sir
Do you always keep it real? Hmm- yessir!
Working hard in the field? Hmm-yessir!
See through and the fakes and know the deal?
Hmm- yessir!
Hmm- yes sir. Y-y-y yes sir!

[Interlude]
Thank you Mr. Kash
I believe beside you we have...um...
Mr. Slikadaice?
Mr. Slik, tell us about yourself
Slikada-slikadaice!!

[Verse 2: Slikadaice]
Do you listen to the hate? No sir
I just rolled me up a blunt to put it down, that’s a roller coaster
Do you follow all the fakes and posers?
Call my bitch a Mrs. puff cause she a smoker
Slangin' weight straight down the alley like a bowler
You copped a chain that’s leaving yellow, I'ma call you "Homer"
Do you smoke up everyday? Yessir
You don’t know the stress I get, I don’t need no lectures
My dad he died and ever since, I been under the weather
We was jointed by the hip like a grip on a stick, we were tethered
And he was always strapped, talkin smack get you zipped, no leather
Them body bags will be so hard to find like a national treasure
Had his bitch in the bed, I fucked that bitch and then I left her
I was locked up in a cell, they sent no letters
Found out who real and who been fake, no getting better
They all different to your face, no good faith or kind gestures

[Hook: Icy Kash]
Do you talk to the fakes? Hmm- no sir!
Pay attention to the hate? Hmm- no sir!
Is there a time when you flake? Hmm- no sir
Hmm- no sir. N-n-n no sir
Do you always keep it real? Hmm- yessir!
Working hard in the field? Hmm-yessir!
See through and the fakes and know the deal?
Hmm- yessir!
Hmm- yes sir. Y-y-y yes sir!