This Is Why I'm Hot (Intro)

Uh, hello
New mixtape bitch, called Drought 3
Th-th-this was supposed to be the intro, but um..
I guess I'ma, um, um, do what y'all came here for
Rasta dem king of the jungle
Dreadlocks swing down me back like Rapunzel
My bread gram swing dem pack in a bundle
We-a take your tings, sell em back to your uncle
And we-a make it rain tell dem dancers to come through
We-a make it rain so you better bring a swimsuit
Alone when I came but I'm leavin with them too
Gals give me brain, give me brain like temple
And him got game, game sharp like a pencil
And if you want fi mash we can crash like a cymbal
Look upon me window, on me new sports coupe
12 horses in the hood sittin on horse shoes
Come from the land that Jesus walked through
Sacrifice me life man I bleed for me own crew
Dem no wanna rap rap with me dem no want to
Murder dem and the family dem belong to
Narcs dey dem know it run da street like dem car do
You gonna have to leave me, I dearly depart you
Hip Hop is mine now mine what you gon do
I can jump on any nigga's song and make a part 2
Play time for me cause see, to me they are cartoons
How come every joint be on point like a harpoon
How come every bar stand strong like a barstool
How come every line is so raw you gon snort two
Murder dem, man I murder dem
Fuck a competition, man I murder dem
Murder dem, man I murder dem
Fuck a competition, man I murder dem