Rush Hour

[Intro] Aye Aye [Verse 1] See I started this shit with some green I came up and then turnt up my city and team Really ballin and shit Kareem I could bless a bad bitch without even a sneeze You reach for my neck you let it squeeze Ima spray this hood block like some fucking febreeze I love it when my bitch give me top on her knees Aye when I nut bitch I'm leaving the scene Taliban bitch we new to the league But we active you tripping your face on the tee Had my partna sell 30 bows he oversea And my partna was getting them gone every week Shit the way I sell dope swear that shit was unique See I come from the grove but I'm so triple D Nigga trippin he better lock in 'fore I tweak Please don't ask for no verse if you don't got the fee [Pre-Chorus] Big Steppers want ballers for free Got zah so it ain't for the cheap I was deep in that field before I laced up my cleats Once they touch end zone I was off in them streets Hardbody don't try to compete Once they jump in them streets we was deep in them creeks Threw them Glocks in the river, lay low for a week Beat the heat lay low get the stash The whole 6 gotta eat [Chorus] When we hop in them whips we don't pull up no keys Push to start then we hit the top speed I just started and we in the league Sunday Balenci, Monday is Supreme Aye Used to think all this shit was a dream Now I open my mouth and these VVS they bling Dropping ten on my wrist just to strengthen my swing I'm like fuck it spent 15 and got me a ring Aye [Verse 2] Nigga better lock in before I crash out These labels don't give me no m's ima spazz out I might just go back to the trap house Me and my niggas steppa shit sound like a frat house These niggas telling they rats now Me and my niggas silent so we never back down When I fuck baby please keep your back down Tryna hit baby raw we gon call it a smack down Say that you rob me that's cap how I stay strap with this 40 you play and get shot down These niggas mad cause I'm hot now I remember them days I was cold in the compound Yelling free rock till he out now Took that 5 to the chin now it's time for the walk down Steppa you play and get hawk down Once there's smoke in the air ain't no way ima calm down [Pre-Chorus] These niggas hoes better talk down Keep that shit on the net better not play when I walk round Reach for the chain and get chalked down Bitch my convos ain't free it's like ten just to talk now Sipped a four of some Wok just walk round Know some niggas that real still sittin in lockdown These niggas pussy won't pop out If we shoot up they spot bet they gon bring the cops out [Chorus] When we hop in them whips we don't pull out no keys Push to start then we hit the top speed Aye I just started and we in the league Sunday Balenci, Monday is Supreme Aye Used to think all this shit was a dream Now I open my mouth and these VVS they bling Dropping ten on my wrist just to strengthen my swing I'm like fuck it spent 15 and got me a ring Aye