Shawty-Nickel new block commander What´s cracka-lackin? Shawty-Nickel! A new cat on the block.Grindin, spittin bubble (w)rap, n´ makin shit pop!You kids are kiddin yaselves, If you think I´ll ever stop.Ya´ll can´t move me, or keep me, from settin up shop!I used to nickel bag the shit. Now it´s hefty bags n´ shit.I got them pies. My man ´Zookah gave me some work, n´ a full clip.I´m here to end the bullshit. Shawty puttin it to a halt.You fronted on tha Don! N´ got pissed on! -That ain´t tha DON´S fault!Had to fall back for a quick minute. N´ retrace my steps. Tweak my strategy,on tha low, quiet as kept. And now I´m back from the depths. Of the outer realms of sanity.Caught in a rat race, chasin a trace of humanity.To each his own dawg, I´m holdin MY fort down. Fukka 5-O!Shawty 5"4, n´ I ain´t takin no shorts now!It is whut it is, n´ that´ s the way it´s gone stay.See If you ain´t on ya grind, then you ain´t gettin paid.That´s why I´m always on mine, ya heard? 24/7 with it!N´ if it ain´t about that gwap ock, I ain´t even effin´ with it!I know what ya´ll be thinkin now, Shawty on that brag shit.I´m jus´ reppin MINE dawg. This that automatic mag-shit!See what I do is scramble words, n´ make flips outta that.Spittin lyrical crack. My bars hittin you like blue tips, on impact!Hater-rade, makin me fade?? Chea! You would THINK that!I´m makin cream outta WHOLE MILK! Ya´ dudes is juss´ low-fat!!UPPIN