[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
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[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
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