[Intro]
Brrrrr, Ay!
Let me talk
[?]
[Verse 1]
Excuse me for my greatness, it's uzi on our waists
This music that I'm doing got 'em stupid in they faces
Used to walk, through the [??] busting licks to survive
Now I'm fucking up stages with my clique getting high
Smoking Backwoods at the top of the top
Check [??] then I'm hop to the block (Skirrr)
Bust it up with Gutta touch base with H
[??] Florida [??] blowing [??] of grape
Hitting French for some hours I be telling you fools
Blow a choppa, count money, pick up heavy from school (Uh)
I'm running down on everything, if it's bout' a bag (Bag)
But I never sell my soul, woah I get it out the grass (Grass)
Get it out the dirt (Dirt), flip it out the mud (Mud)
Bottle turned back (Back), sipping on some [??]
Me and Pete Rock making [??] streets hot
And you never hear us capping bout' the mils we got (Got)
Ah!
[Bridge]
I said you never hear us capping bout' the mils we got
Uh, yeah, I said you never hear us capping, nope, nah
[Verse 2]
Ain't no other team like mine
Getting [??] in the hallway like fiends on lines
Why y'all niggas gon' drain my grind
And my young lords sipping on that lean like wine
Yeah, if we [??], your wife will [??]
They pay me every month, like life insurance
Yeah investing in my future, big [??] with my shooter
You a killer but you only blew your [??] on a computer (Fuck outta here)
From [??], Lord Peter bring the beat back (Let's go)
I was moving so much yola, that I needed three jacks (Huh)
Del Gato just dropped (Dropped), yellow bottles get popped (Popped)
Plus my family still involved in selling lotta' big rocks (Rocks)
Nigga this my life story, ain't nobody fight for me (Uh huh)
How you on the corner moving [??], and you like forty (Bum ass nigga)
My merch on display, good shirts on the way
Since they riding all the waves, Brodie I surf with this K (Brrrrr)
Yes, since they riding all my waves, Brodie I surf with this K (Brrr, Brrrr, Brrrr)
Since they riding all my waves, I surf with this K
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