Dus Ya Feet Off

[Chorus: B Wise]

Dust your feet off ‘fore you jump up in the whip (Pshh)

Blame my ego, got me feelin’ like the shit (Shit)

Like the Beatles, this gon’ be another hit

Makin’ moves and now you know we be legit (Ahh)

Hey, it’s that cap―cap―captain of the ship

Soldiers don’t die, we multiply, never quit

I got lieutenants steady mobbin’ in the clique (Yeah)

So we gon’ need all of our profits in this bitch, ah

[Verse 1: B Wise]

I got hella spirit in me, God made a mojito (Oof)

[?] five brothers with me, baby, call me Tito

Don’t play with your luck, cuzzy, this ain’t a casino

I know problem solvers and they go ahead where we go, we go

Far from the new kid on the block, I’m a savage

‘Bout time I raise it up a notch, you too average

We been workin’ for cheese, now we countin’ the cabbage

How you got more followers than you got in bank balance?

I made this bank by bein’ good at movin’ the crowd

Hotboxed the beamer I’m steerin’, girlfriend be breakin’ down

Tarantino, we makin’ a movie, [?] foreign, used to be hooptie, I love it

Never been groupie, don’t like it? Then you can sue me

I got the smoke like a doobie ([?]) Stop passin’ on me like “Who he?”

Ain’t nothin’ funny like “Heehee”, I’m still alive like the Bee Gees

Ah, yeah, and it’s that real shit

And I’m not bra―bra―braggin’ this that real shit ([?])

[Chorus: B Wise, JessB]

So dust your feet off ‘fore you jump up in the whip (Ah)

Blame my ego, got me feelin’ like the shit (Ah)

Like the Beatles, this gon’ be another hit (Ah)

Makin’ moves and now you know we be legit (Ahh)

And it’s that cap―cap―captain of the ship (Ah)

Soldiers don’t die, we multiply, never quit (Ah)

I got lieutenants steady mobbin’ in the clique  (Mobbin’)

So we gon’ need all of our profits in this bitch (JessB)

[Verse 2: JessB]

Pull up the numbers, got them with me on my hip (On my hip)

And yeah, my people movin’ altogether like a zip (Like a zip)

And now they in my dust and they don’t like it, see ‘em trip (Watch ‘em trip)

But they stay watchin’ [?] get the fuck up off my tip, off my dick ([?])

Yeah we wo―wo―workin’ and we kick back (Yeah) (Yeah)

Roll another spliff back (Yeah) Love up on my skin: black (Yeah) (Yeah)

Totals be a big bag, global movin’ zig zag

Bet we make an impact on ‘em (You ain’t did that) (Ha)

Ay, what’s the message you sendin’? (You sendin’?)

Are you real or pretendin’ now for that shit that ain’t trendin’? (Okay)

Makin’ money, you investin’ or spendin’? (Yeah)

My foot stay to the floor because this journey ain’t endin’

[Chorus: B Wise, JessB, B Wise & JessB]

Just dust your feet off ‘fore you jump up in the whip

Blame my ego, got me feelin’ like the shit

Like the Beatles, this gon’ be another hit

Makin’ moves and now you know we be legit (Ah)

And it’s that cap―cap―captain of the ship

Soldiers don’t die, we multiply, never quit

I got lieutenants steady mobbin’ in the clique

So we gon’ need all of our profits in this bitch