Choose Wisely

[Verse 1]

Uh!

Toast to ya favorite fly guy, keyed in the Cayman high rise

Crab fillets and mob ties, you on ya way to Popeyes

I hit the ave and drop rise

Her eyes as big as stop signs

You think you pressure? Not I, ya BBLs are lop-side

The demon got a detector, know even where the cops hide

Your streaming eras top five, see me in hell, I’m outside

Want me Chanel and knot tied, we in them jet off fly rides

You on that jealous iPod, you givin’ tell a cop vibes

Branded a culture real young, took the heart in me when the beat drop

Troopin’ it to the weed spot, R.I.P. PNB Rock

You postin’ like you live it up from ya Airbnb spot

Out here everything’s fair, ain’t no such thing as a cheap shot

You been waitin’ for years, I guess CC3 is my Detox

Comin’ outta the same neighborhood that you seen police pop

Ain’t no limit for age here, youngins don’t use the decop

They want a quick high well here’s the re-rock

[Chrous]

Uh!

We been the hottest news, it ain't hard to choose

We don’t follow rules and it’s no love for the rival crews (Rival crews)

You runnin’ outta moves, someone’s gotta lose

Ain’t no room to snooze and we cruise with a lot of tools (Lot of tools)

We all made a decision to be great

Be careful what you ask for it comes with a lot of hate

I’m down to do the work no matter how much time it takes

Nothin’ you been talkin’ gon' affect the dollar rate (Dollar rate)

[Verse 2]

Uh!

You movin out the guidelines

Over ya head wit’ pom poms

I've seen this movie five times, you workin’ shit beside mine

I’m out this era time wise, you steppin’ on a live mine

I’m a trip to rise long, closet of number nine bond

You never get the bar votes and when you fly, your parts coach

We mingle where the stars host and pullin’ off in car boats

Fat lady singin’ hard notes, the haters always scar most

You ain’t allowed in my perimeter, a seven star's close

I’m outta Queens, big dreams and dollar schemes

Flip screens and models cling

Six rings like Scottie’s team

It’s hard for me to skip months, niggas expect me Halloween

I’m old fashioned, keep me outta the messy columns please

Wonder where I been, gotta listen to COTI one

Got used to these frozy arms, salute to Rich Homie Quan

I came outta darkness, therefore these lights don’t control me none

There ain’t no real money behind these fake pages, it’s only bums

[Chrous]

Uh!

We been the hottest news, it ain't hard to choose

We don’t follow rules and it’s no love for the rival crews (Rival crews)

You runnin’ outta moves, someone’s gotta lose

Ain’t no room to snooze and we cruise with a lot of tools (Lot of tools)

We all made a decision to be great

Be careful what you ask for it comes with a lot of hate

I’m down to do the work no matter how much time it takes

Nothin’ you been talkin’ gon' affect the dollar rate (Dollar rate)