[Chorus: Illmac & OnlyOne]
Woo-hah, got you all in check
Bob yo head, break yo neck
Woo-hah, got you all in check
Bob yo head, break yo neck
'97 Busta (say what?)
Feel like '97 Busta (say what?)
Told 'em bob ya head 'til you break ya neck
Like '97 Busta (hold up!)
Feel like '97 Busta (break yo motherfuckin' neck!)
Feel like '97 Busta (break yo motherfuckin'—)
Break yo neck!

[Verse 1: OnlyOne]
We in flip mode like Busta
And hey I burn like Usher
With my shorty like Muska
I'm in the building like 'Wassup?'
Fuck a army fatigue
I'm in my RL jeans
Fuck a bullet, my homie got hit by a RPG (Carni)
I go in cray like 'Ye
I'm smokin' a J like Ray
A fuckin' drug addict, I gotta take it day-by-day (yeah)
I'm just high off drugs (yeah)
So who am I to judge?
Yeah I had to write the judge
Like sorry I was drivin' drunk (sorry)
Like sorry 'bout the high-speed chase
I think my weed was laced
Like how cops see my face?
I'm pretty sure I'm gon' beat this case (uhhh)
Anyway, gotta go now
Comes around goes around (yeah)
Like a merry-go-round (yeah)
Like a whore in a small town (yeah)
This shit like '97 Busta 'fore he cut off his dreads
This shit like Scott Storch production 'fore he fucked off his bread
This shit like Jay, Roc Nation after he cut off his friend
This shit go hard like Braveheart like when they cut off his head
Yeah
[Chorus: Illmac & OnlyOne]
Woo-hah, got you all in check
Bob yo head, break yo neck
Woo-hah, got you all in check
Bob yo head, break yo neck
'97 Busta (say what?)
Feel like '97 Busta (say what?)
Told 'em bob ya head 'til you break ya neck
Like '97 Busta (hold up!)
Feel like '97 Busta (break yo motherfuckin' neck!)
Feel like '97 Busta (break yo motherfuckin'—)
Break yo neck!

[Verse 2: Illmac]
Woo-hah!
Fuck a bitch, she like "Ooh-ah!"
No Jesus piece, we the new gods
Fuck the hoopla
Used to cop ramen use a coupon
Now I cruise by in a Yukon
Got a mood ring look like Poupon
That's yellow gold, these haters mad
Just tell them hoes to woosah!
Calm down bitch, not now kid
Knocked out bitch, hop out shit
Pop out click, skrrt
Give me brains, I'm a dropout bitch
Get it how you live
How you out here talkin' shit?
Sayin' "I put that on everything"
You out here bummin' cigs
Told 'em fuck a op steady tryna tax me on these ends
If you really want a piece then fuck it you can have this fifth
Woo-hah, got you all in check
Bob ya head 'til you break ya neck
All the bread came by respect
You could spend it all and have neither left
Bet, fuck a middleman, fuck ya business plan
Laughin' to the bank like I'm a kid again
Feel like 50 back droppin' "Many Men"
Feel like Eminem back on Mini Thins
Feel like Kendrick did
Earl Simmons if Jay was openin' up for him again
Earl Stevens and Twista's pen off adrenaline
Yeah I'm him, him and him
[Chorus: Illmac & OnlyOne]
Woo-hah, got you all in check
Bob yo head, break yo neck
Woo-hah, got you all in check
Bob yo head, break yo neck
'97 Busta (say what?)
Feel like '97 Busta (say what?)
Told 'em bob ya head 'til you break ya neck
Like '97 Busta (hold up!)
Feel like '97 Busta (break yo motherfuckin' neck!)
Feel like '97 Busta (break yo motherfuckin'—)
Break yo neck!