Faces (Remix)

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]

I don't need a pad, I don't need a glass

This bottle for me 1300 cash

Shout out to my dad I leave an extra tip

I'm from the dog pound, she do an extra trick

Its the president can I hit it from behind

While I'm sippin' spades, While im tippin' blades

I'm on a different wave Leo is the sign

Coppin' new shit, I really never rhyme

I'm just telling yall my lifestyle

Consider you my lifeline

Hoping I can make the call get some advice on the limelight

Hoping you the Dom type I been looking for all my life

Kiss me like its 4th grade but fuck me like its prom night

I was the nigga back then bitch I'm still on top

Album leaked a week early niggas still gon' cop

Shit I might get a car that Shaquille don't got

I don't ever fuck with soda I could never go pop

[Hook]

My chick super bad, riding super fast

Loaning stupid swag, cloning cupid mask

Drop exclusive flows, rock it you suppose

Cropping new designs, profit it in the stores

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]

Girl you stupid bad, I got super swag

Ain't seen you in a minute you need to run it back

When you run it back that's when I attack

I saw you at the party I was posted in the back

Let me see you move that body, Like you don't know how to act

DJ play my song this shit super packed

I done threw them racks, she a [?] trying to get that paper

She need a real nigga in her life she ain't trying to fuck with them haters

I was that nigga back then and I'm still on top

Drop my first shit on my own so I'm never gon' flop

She always told me boy I know we gon' pop

Now I'm seeing hella faces I came straight from the block

Ah man its been a good year

I'm seeing faces that I probably won't see for another year

I pray to god I'm grinding hard album coming next year

Me and her busy right now, we'll probably be in another year

[Hook: 2x]