The Lyrics
Yeah
I can tell right now you wanna hurt me
Got my doubts your slow approach is flirty (oh-oh-oh-oh)
I've been there, done that, which is real sad-sad, yeah (uh)
But while that might work upon another
You won't get the change to try, you sucker (oh-oh-oh-oh)
All the threat you have won't work on my ass, man
Want the cash of another guy?
Well, if like me, he's the same size
You'll need somethin' to make you live to walk away
I'm not scared off by that knife flick *flick*
If it fits in your pocket, I'm not sweatin' now
Would be so fun to fight this (don't)
But I'm kinda in a time crunch
I'm not scared off by that knife flick *flick*
If it fits in your pocket, I'm not freakin' out
You got that in a tight grip (yeah)?
Even if so, you should just stop soon, buddy
This is not the first time I've been threatened (been threatened)
Never has it been done with a weapon (a weapon, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
That's as small as that little blade you have, bro (uh)
You should honestly feel like a sucker
For the money you put down, poor bugger (oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
It might look real flash with that click then stab, stab
But because you must show it, I ('fraid that I)
Know it's comin' so I can fight (I can fight)
Or just mock the small size and then just walk away (yeah)
I'm not scared off by that knife flick *flick*
If it fits in your pocket, I'm not sweatin' now
Might think you're great at violence (no)
But with that thing you will just flop
I'm not scared off by that knife flick *flick* (flick)
If it fits in your pocket, I'm not freakin' out
Don't misinterpret silence (zipped)
As some kind of shock 'cause that's not true, buddy
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just give it up, my dude (my dude)
You've got, you've got, you've got, you've got, you've got no chance, that much is true (that much is true, jerk)
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just (hey) give it up, my dude (give up, dude)
You've got, you've got, you've got (oh-ooh-whoa-ooh-whoa), you've got, you've got to quit because you're screwed
I'm not scared off by that knife flick *flick*
If it fits in your pocket, I'm not sweatin' now
You might ask how I'm like this
Like you can't see what I've got on, fool
I'm not scared off by that knife flick
If it fits in your pocket, I'm not freakin' out
What I've got, not been hidin'
It's a gun range, miss that? That's on you, buddy
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just (oh-oh) give it up, my dude (best you do)
You've got, you've got, you've got, you've got (pretty clear that much is true, buddy), you've got no chance, that much is true
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just give it up, my dude (my dude)
You've got, you've got, you've got, you've got, you've got to quit because you're screwed
*Click*