"Bars Droppin', Get It Poppin'"

Verse 1:
The GIANTS be the league, yeah I'm bossin', nigga
You should call me Rufus Teague the way I'm saucin', nigga
See, the way I bring the +Heat+, call me Bosh, nigga
An' if you ain't up to speed, here's some NOS, nigga
Oh - sayin' you gon' knock me off, that's false, nigga
Woah - you poppin' blah blah, take a loss, nigga
Yo - in the runnin' to be socked in yo' jaw, nigga
So - better keep ya cool, you ain't raw, nigga
Skrrrt! - pump ya fuckin' breaks, get a grip, nigga
I been bein' good, don't make me slip, nigga
Get to bangin' like a Blood or a Crip, nigga
Wild West, 6-shooter from the hip, nigga
An' the shit that I'm talkin', I will back it up
Ain't gotta be a thug to get you blasted up
But I'd rather knuckle up, Paq an' Floyd, nigga
'Cause all ya hatin' really got me annoyed, nigga
I just wanna do better, get my grind on
Beast Mode forever, so clever when I'm in my zone
My fans tethered to my flow, mobile hotspot
Got the drive, Print on the move, peep the bars drop
Like I'm out the range of service, see my fuckin' purpose
Is to live it to the limit 'cause I do deserve it
No matter what the beat, that shit is gettin' murdered
Any time of day, I slay like Bey; nothin' further
See my bars speak volumes, while yours just murmur
I could show you how to flow, but you's a slow learner
So just flail in my flames, this a slow burn
I would give you some props, but it ain't yo' turn

Hook(x2):
"IMPROVEMENT SEASON", let's get it poppin', nigga
July 15 is when it's droppin', nigga
Finesse in the flow, no stoppin', nigga
Keep ya ear close like you fuckin' eavesdroppin', nigga

Verse 2:
See you gotta beg my pardon, I'm so wavy
Like a 2-piece an' a biscuit, shit is gravy
Red Light District, that's the flow -- fuck you, pay me
The bars goin' hard like a Zoe, so crazy
Nerdy, fuckin' gnarly, ghetto an' amazin'
Tardy for the party, but I came thru wit' a Asian
Tell my girl I'm sorry, it's publicity in Asia
Just one night for her memoirs, no geisha
An' I'm just speakin' the future, gotta make it exist
I'm gettin' better, see my foes, I'm makin' 'em tense
I want a Caddy wit' some vogues, wine-colored tints
Canary princess cuts blingin' on both wrists
It's all comin' together, startin' to make sense
What I'm givin' is free, but it accrues cents
An' them cents multiply into that big bank
Shoutout to Trell, we go back like the "No Limit" tank

Hook(x1)

Outro:
Fuck if you're appeased, boy please, don't want no problems, nigga
Once I'm gettin' cheese, ya bitch'll be on her knees, ready to option, nigga
That's a promise, nigga; do you copy, nigga?
I'm 'bout the hit the big time, just watch me, nigga...

IMPROVEMENT SEASON...