I got it

Yo, tell me who he fucking with now
Born and raised in Maryland but landed out in SoCal
Had a lot of bitches in my lap but I'm a dad now
Peep the vocals, I'm too mixed like a pair of focals
Who wanna throw down? I'm Rooster Jenkins with the revolver
You don't want no showdown, better slow down, I [?] lowdown
When I get it, it go down, your shit is primitive
In the west snapping tracks like [?] unlimited
My shit definitive, throwback like Jay-Z's Can I Live
I switch flows like Uncle Phil switches Aunt Vivs
Welcome to the gauntlet, rap is my house
The day I die I'm coming back to haunt it
Yeah, nigga got money but never flaunt it
Nah, you just want it, nah, you just want-
Yeah, I rock a Rollie, rock a chain
I got money like I'm Rockerfeller, man
Who gives a fuck? I spit that flame
Rock a hundred thousand people headlining Lollapalooza
Fuck a Lamborgini, pull up in a battle cruiser
Nigga, what?

I got it