| Full steam ahead you know | |
| you catching Ak dizzle | |
| coming through live and direct | |
| with my homie Snack Chizzel | |
| We slam hard like Thursday | |
| nights on Smack dizzle | |
| make the rowdy brothers pump | |
| they fist and honey's ass wiggle | |
| If you unnecessarily gassed we | |
| bout to put you on blast | |
| pull over son not so fast | |
| Me and Chan's wingspan cross | |
| seas and sands | |
| Netherlands to Michigan plus we | |
| Big in Japan | |
| You politickin with a man whose | |
| down to kick it with fans | |
| and keep the hits comin to | |
| satisfy and fit the demands | |
| Hands up when you see me like | |
| I'm throwin out free *******t | |
| I rip the stage LP | |
| murder the remix | |
| You heard of the prefix Akro | |
| by now | |
| slayin crowds worldwide with the | |
| fat flow Biyao | |
| Me and Snacky's like Jackie Chan | |
| and Chris Tucker | |
| If a rapper try to diss we crush | |
| the mother | |
| Does my mic sound fresh | |
| Yeah hot to def | |
| Lemme give it a little test then | |
| Mic check 1 2 | |
| Bad attitudes cats actin rude in | |
| the club yall need to go cuz | |
| We don't want you | |
| No doubt we get the crowd loud | |
| Ak and Chan run things boy | |
| when we come through | |
| Skills get shown your speakers | |
| blown | |
| Put up ya hands | |
| Don't front you know you want to | |
| You know me I never use words | |
| like can't or maybe | |
| On the grind when I write | |
| I can't be lazy | |
| Smoke Ls in the booth till the | |
| sh*t get hazy | |
| all them cats talkin sh*t yo | |
| yall dudes can't faze me | |
| Bump my sh*t that's the only way | |
| you'll play me | |
| Get gangsta at my label like | |
| F*ck you pay me | |
| Make hits take sips of that E and | |
| J see | |
| I'm bent when I'm broke | |
| my homeboys blaze me | |
| Chicks dig Snacks and that's | |
| wassup | |
| I love them tight jeans and how | |
| you back that thang up girl | |
| Get busy I control the crowd | |
| make em scream and shout when | |
| I spit sh*t out | |
| No doubt when I'm out and about | |
| don't hesitate to holla | |
| On second thought don't bother | |
| I'm too ******* and so gassed | |
| I just might bust ass while you | |
| askin for that God damn autograph | |
| Does my mic sound fresh | |
| Yeah hot to def | |
| Lemme give it a little test then | |
| Mic check 1 2 | |
| Bad attitudes cats actin rude in | |
| the club yall need to go cuz | |
| We don't want you | |
| No doubt we get the crowd loud | |
| Rip and Chan run sh*t boy | |
| when we come through | |
| Skills get shown your speakers | |
| blown | |
| Put up ya hands | |
| Don't front you know you want to | |
| I rep the city of Bean whether | |
| you lyrically fit | |
| plus equipped like an Olympian | |
| team | |
| Gimme plenty of Henny a demi of | |
| green | |
| or I might have you surrender | |
| your cream | |
| Beantown brings things that'll | |
| prevent you from livin your dream | |
| spittin like a semi whenever | |
| given Supreme | |
| Lines that'll have you in a | |
| rhyme battle shook | |
| whine like an actual puss but no | |
| ******* are seen | |
| This Boston again | |
| I pity the fiend | |
| Dorchester nuthin pretty in Bean | |
| Any individual willing for war | |
| like positioned marine | |
| We could have it out in a rap | |
| bout or act out | |
| aggression with a beef dog get | |
| smacked in the mouth | |
| Mixed in you have you traveling | |
| South | |
| The b*tch in you made your ass | |
| be out | |
| Hold up gimme the trees before | |
| you bounce |