OH BOY (STB STYLE)

[Intro] Awww shit We got some new heat for the city Simply The Best Bringin’ you that shit you ain’t even know you needed Go [Verse 1: Jahkai] Feelin’ like the endin’ but this shit is just beginnin’ bro Addlin’ your brain like shit was made of tuna casserole I know that all you freaky hoes ain’t never gon’ leave me alone I guess I’ll keep you close, hit you up when I’m in demon mode Bitches shake me up ‘til I explode like a fanta I’ll bring you a towel soon, please excuse my manners I’m sorry, I’m workin’ hard ‘til I can own a phantom If you ain’t part of the gang, no excuse bro you banished Famished like a nigga needin’ 10 fuckin’ meals Closed case this ain’t deal or no deal Stay allergic to you germs, like I’m Howie Mandel You the opposite of real, I’ll make sure you fuckin’ feel it All about investment yo my money I be keepin’ Beat yo’ ass anyday, I don’t need a fancy reason ‘Til I meet up with the reaper, I be spittin’ fuckin’ ether Greedy with the money and the music, call me Nigganeezer son (son) [Verse 2: GAZA] Police caught me with a gun My lawyer dropped another one They can’t tame me nigga ‘cuz I’m all about the funds I been on the road ever since a little one I been gettin’ to this bread and I eat up the crumbs And these bitches ridin’ dick they all about the fun I can’t trust you shorty you will sell me out for ones (bap bap bap) In and out the trap I’m makin’ plays but on the road Went from havin’ hoop dreams to havin’ bitches hoop the coke Didn’t take long to realize I wasn’t gon’ make it though So I hopped up in a different sport, vroom vroom vroom On the road, I just sold a 4, ooh ooh ooh See the trap it used to be my home, servin’ dog food Sixteen, what the fuck was I really thinkin’ Drivin’ it in different cities I ain’t have my license [Verse 3: Akimbo] Hi my name Akimbo and I am the big steppa The ladies wanna eat me up way more than Hugh Heffa They love the way I spit that sweet and sour lemon pepper So watch me hit the layup like I was a ball player I'm a real one reel ‘em a big fuckin’ deal son Every time I hit a verse then every time I kill one Spill one, deal done, make a hundred million Tryin’ to make that guac’ so avocado imma peel some Much more to come, the microphone killer ‘Bout to hit up alla your sundae like I’m vanilla With a little bit o’ drizza, that chocolate filler If they tryna ride the wave then they gon’ need an antenna I'm in Space space space space I need space space space You need space space space Try to run up on me I ain't scared to catch a case nigga [Verse 4: yungwops] Uh, let me make a proposition Just lead me to the millions and I promise we won’t kill him Say he got a problem we gon’ chop his head off Show me the bread? Fuck all the talkin’ you gon’ ride for your dog Mr. STB himself, had to apply the pressure Flip a white boy for the wealth, but I ain’t a wrestler Say it’s bad for my health I say it’s for the better Look me in my face, say life is better with no cheddar? Let ‘em talk the talk, the same talk to never walk it Hit the bitch once she runnin’ for the ring like sonic Made the news once but I been the trendin’ topic The niggas must be roger I’m the one that like to copy Money ain’t the conversation fuck out my face Hit the payment for the paper imma go another way Friendly ass haters we could never relate Say my bars go crazy you should check the mental state [Verse 5: Jahkai] Beat so impressive that I had to hit it twice Verses soundin’ like I took a double shot, no ice Shouldn't be surprisin’ that I want this shit for life ‘Til I'm sippin’ crystal ice, and my wrist is crystallized Yeah you peepin’ the action you niggas scrutinize Everyday feelin’ bigger like I was supersized I be handlin’ business just like a suit and tie Imma show you the winners win, and losers die You can try to get me back for that, but you’re pussy You gon’ have a heart attack Couldn't predict me even if you had an almanac You really tryna pick a fight when you just lost your mans? Real shit, you look like you drop common loot when defeated Take your girl home and undress her then take that pussy and beat it Call me Halloween I handle up all the tricks and I treat ‘em Phone me up a pastor I'm turnin’ into a demon