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