JID, EARTHGANG - Can’t Punk Me lyrics

I was just a, I was just a, uh
I was just a, look at me, uh

I was just a poor-ass nigga before
I turned into a poet
Pro kids kickin' the dirt
 we playin' buss 'em up
 throw it
Ain't never been off of Flat Shoals
The fuck is a foreign?
All of my heroes had
Zeroes and customers growin'
Ain't no hoin' me boy, I ain't goin'
Pistol point, ' rib showin', get the point
Try disciplinin'
A nigga's disappointed, I participated
Could've been avoided
But they kill a nigga, try to fill the void
Feelin' fouls and a draw
It's a girl, it's a child, it's
A boy in a world
Tryna drown out the noise
You heard that? You like that?
You feel that? You do
You serve that, make a bird
Bag, alert pack, the flu
Huh
Get a knife and get a gun too
Hood niggas don't do Kung-Fu
'Bout to jump y'all, nigga, jumped you
Pull out the pump, can't punk you, uh

Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch
Pull out the pump, can't punk me, ho
Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch
Pull out the pump, lil' punk bitch
Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch
Pull out the pump, can't punk me, ho
Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch
Pull out the pump, lil' punk bitch

Okay, what's happenin' shawty?
From the land where the
Preachers always packin'
Shawty
No, I'm never lackin', shawty
Pulpit pulls that ratchet eat your heart
Out like it's a starvin' pitbull
Shit, where I'm from, everybody got a tool
KP said, "You post your wins
You gotta repeat 'em again and again"
But see, I was born for greatness
Why the hell should I pretend?
Like I wasn't in the arms of Allah
Bear-huggin'
I fear no man nor brandished steel
Here's your fair warning
The audacity to think that I
Surpassed them from Atlanta streets
You must be crazy, nah, let's be clear
I'm clairvoyant
I never left from Zone-4, bitch
Fuck is a foreign?
But I knew I'd drag my nuts across
The world 'fore I was tourin'
Europeans rainin' kisses out in Paris
It was pourin'
Nigga, I was just in Georgia
Where the gunshots was stormin'
Blacka, blacka, blacka, tell the story
To be or not to be dead in the morning
If you knew the cage that I was raised in
(Bitch)
Shit, my nigga, then (Ho)
You should lead the path
I'm out here blazin'
(Can't punk me, bitch)
Guess he thought we jumpin'
Run 'cause he was pistol wavin'
(Bitch)
Motherfucker, fuck the devil (Ho)
Boy, I'm from the A, man
(Bitch, punk, lil' punk, bitch)

Sweep, sweep, mop, mop
Wow, great as Dot
Been frequenting the gunshot like
A movie montage
Sip this Teremana
Feelin' like Dwayne the Rock
The way I rock be IY-K-Y-K, okay
I kick before I knock
This shit is real, real, kill or be killed
No model citizen
(No)
Since Ben Stiller with the blue steel
Stray from bein' healed
(Woo)
I been stealin' for the pure thrill
Runnin' up in buildings like
The Grinch in Whoville
(Ha ha ha)
What's life without adrenaline?
Put you on a shirt, now you're purge merch
Yur
(You, you, you)
Death is free, though some deserve worse, huh
You get me? (Get me)
You got me
(You got me)
I don't waste time with nickel and dimein'
That nigga mean, you mean by proxy
I don't really fuck with
These niggas like Gandhi
(What's "yeah yeah")
What's up, nigga? Try me
Lot of this shit just luck and timing
(What's "yeah yeah")
What's up, nigga? Try me
Broad day brawl and the blood look shiny
(What's "yeah yeah")
What's up
Nigga? I can always sniff out a fuck nigga
Underdog, I'ma upset the front runner
Bark big, but a bite is a bit bigger
Okay, pull out the pump, can't punk me
Crocodile Dundee, Doco-dile Dundee
Knockin' out front teeth
Niggas is way too sensitive, touchy
Niggas is aunties
(Ah)
Must be havin' they monthly, hate
It all you want
Only hell can judge me
I just be puttin' shit bluntly
Life too hard to go out humbly

Uh, pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch
Pull out the pump, can't punk me, ho
Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch
Pull out the pump, lil' punk bitch
Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch
Pull out the pump, can't punk me, ho
Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch
Pull out the pump, lil' punk bitch

Yo, JID, this Meezy, bruh
Hit me when you get this message, my nigga
My ass in the mountain ridin' round
Thinkin' when yo' Stevenson Road ass
Gon' drop that shit
Nigga
You playin', what the fuck?