[Intro]
I like to know, are you really ready for some super dynamite soul?
(Mr. Dynamite), yeah (Mr. Dynamite)
(Mr. Dynamite), woah (Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite)
Ayy

[Chorus]
Stretch a three and half to a half, (Swoop!) you do the math
Loot in the stash (Go)
Numbers like computer class (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Son, we tryna see stupid cash (Ching-ching-ching-ching-ching-ching-ching)
Turn a three and half to a half (You heard?), you do the math
Loot in the stash (You already know, you heard?)
Numbers like computer class (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
(Everybody over there), ayy

[Verse 1]
Muggs fly me out, I loot the lab like Nagasaki, shorty, like Elmer Fudd (Bow-bow-bow-bow)
Sellin' this shit way better than sellin' drugs (Way bettеr)
Clientele's thе plug (Yeah)
Mad chubby, my first brick, I fell in love (Word to mother)
Smith & Wesson with the gloves (Blow-blow-blow)
Gram geeked up
LV luggage, catch you slippin', bent walkin' out the club (You hear me?)
Last project was a dub (I like to know, are you really ready for some super dynamite soul?)
Go broke, fiends gon' be smokin' dust (Swoop!)
Coke rock boulder size, my soldiers ride, (Bi-bi-bi-bing), know we live
Paper official like [?] (Baby)
C-notes, smokin' pie
Multi mota
Most won't survive what we been through
Put you through the table in the venue (Hah!)
Five star pussy on the menu (Ay!)
I creep upon you like Tenchu (Hit me)
Even when we up we hustle like the rent due, son (Word)
[Chorus]
Stretch a three and half to a half, (Real shit) you do the math
Loot in the stash (I like to know, are you really ready for some super dynamite soul?)
Numbers like computer class (Yeah)
You heard?

[Interlude]
Hard working Mr. Dynamite
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite (You heard?)
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite (Raw of the block)
(Fuck you talkin' 'bout, boy?)
I like to know, are you really ready for some super dynamite soul?
Everybody over there

[Verse 2]
Dynamite drop (Blow!)
Hot pipe, I (Swoop!)
Spin your block, bet a knot'll pop (Bi-bi-bing!)
Let off my first one, tie the knot (Word)
Yeah (Ayo, fuck you talkin' 'bout, boy?)
Tidal wave, study me like a Bible page (Yeah)
Gettin' money 'til my final days (Yup)
Firearm [?]
Omega bonds by the by-grams, not on consignment
It's a sign, ayy
[?] Summer Walker, hustle 'til I walk with a walker (Ay, yeah)
Gun under the undercover jumper, pockets fat like Jabba the Hut
My OG's tougher than your father (You heard me?)
We took futher than you thought it could (Real shit)
Puttin' my foot in the pot
How you would snatch a pocket book (Fuck outta here with that bullshit, man)
Son
[Interlude]
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite

[Chorus]
Stretch a three and half to a half (Real shit!), you do the math
Loot in the stash
Numbers like computer class (Yeah)

[Outro]
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite (You heard?)
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite
Mr. Dynamite, Mr. Dynamite
I like to know, are you really ready for some super dynamite soul?
(Assassins)