Generation Z

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]

My Generation be wildin'

Like we was born desolate on a island (Woah)

LSD hittin' proper

Nigga like NZT, you can't stop us (No)

Gang move like we mobsters

Nigga drink Hennesey like a shotter (Go)

Free my niggas that's locked up

Police always tryna come knock us

I'm backseat, blowin' my dro

Undercover cop creepin' on the low

I got a zip and the hash stashed in the gas tank

Hope the nigga don't smell my smoke

I take a trip out to the fresh coast

Good pow, good weed, move slow

I cop a plate of the hash then I ship that fast

I'mma see that shit when I go home

Call that fresh direct marijuana

Only fuck with that potent product

They mad cause I switch the topics

Like I can't talk 'bout what I'm thriving

I'm eatin' good in my hood

My niggas see me ear to ear smiling

I'm always high as a fucking kite

But my mosh pits they get violent

Beast Coast winners my gang

Keep a real tight circle, nigga, fuck through friends

Been around the globe, now I’m goin' in a trance

Pay me for my shows on the road in advance

I’m fuckin' with the hoes like my dough in the bank

Nigga aura on froze with the coldest of dank

See me trippin' fuckin' gold for my soul it’s a fact

Niggas steppin' to me wrong betta' know how to act

Lets go, lets go

[Pre-Chorus: Issa Gold]

Raised up deep in the beast

Had a first hand seat to the war in the streets

Rely on gripping the heat

And they multiply by getting them kids

That's why I'm speaking for peace

'Cause niggas be dying over the beef

But please don't fuck with the gods

You gon' be surprised by what you gon' get

[Hook: Issa Gold]

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang

Come pull up my nigga and see

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang

Come pull up my nigga and see

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang

Come pull up my nigga and see

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang

Come pull up my nigga and see

[Verse 2: AKTHESAVIOR]

Shades up in my face, like to be dolo and puffing my J

Then I'm up and away to the top let my brain do the job

Then I'm straight, free your mind from them chains

Made a move to L.A now you see me though

I be off of Sunset blowing reefer smoke

No this ain't a contest, but I'm leading though

No one there to contest, leave 'em leaking, yo

And I'm smoking the best, comatose from my sack

Got a whole lot of sins but it's still no regrets

Gotta wallet of ends and this shit just commence

I go hard with my friends make them business connects

Yeah we stackin' baguettes up in France, and they're fresh

Get your ass off the bench I'm in class with the feds

Hol' up, flex

I'm the living lord in the flesh

Got next and when a nigga on court it’s all net

They lookin at me like the lord savior is coming

I spit fire like I'm Hades when they play me they bumping

If I retire then my bars become the greatest among it

They tried to say we newcomers, but we displayed that we run this

You can't tame my soul, can't change my goals

My wheels take me how far I go

Y'all niggas get fleek with no apartment though

Up in your mama home, with your designer on

Spark one and then I takeoff

Coast to coast, homie, travel be my day job

And I'm coming for that globe like I'm Adolf

Super high, like a giant smoking beanstalks

And we sipping mad gin like Vegeta

Syrup in my liter

Couple or three queens step up in my two-seater

You can follow preacher, but nigga, I'm a leader

I'ma smoke this reefer and pass it off to Issa

[Pre-Chorus: Issa Gold]

Raised up deep in the beast

Had a first hand seat to the war in the streets

Rely on gripping the heat

And they multiply by getting them kids

That's why I'm speaking for peace

'Cause niggas be dying over the beef

But please don't fuck with the gods

You gon' be surprised by what you gon' get

[Hook: Issa Gold]

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang

Come pull up my nigga and see

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang

Come pull up my nigga and see

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang

Come pull up my nigga and see

My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang

Come pull up my nigga and see

[Verse 3: Issa Gold]

My team loyal, no counterfeits

Fraud niggas can't fly with them

Taking off no pilot in

Yo high in it, the young Zionist

My nigga wait, finna be great

Every time I drop a song, oh my Lord, they relate

And a nigga weed strong like it's gon' hit the weight

Tell these niggas keep up like they joggin' in the place

Usain Bolt to the dough

A nigga been lucky got my ducks in a row

You see me dream big, do them out in the smoke

Only talking business if you contact my phone

Nigga in the zone, ain't fucking with the clone

Y'all niggas move slow, better leave me alone

If you ever hit my phone, nigga gon' get the tone

Of a motherfucking drone when I bump my ringtone

[Verse 4: AKTHESAVIOR]

I'm a first place winner, earthquakes when I enter

Then they say for my drinks, first date and I'm in her

Oh Lord, how dare a nigga wanna come test the god

Testify, nigga touch the sky, uh

Put a nigga under six feet

I said, put a nigga under six feet

Young AK only here to bring peace

But that shit out the door, fuckin' with the family, my g

Hold up, wait, I got all this cake

But still ain't shit changed, my brain don't inflate

My L's ain't from games, it's from all this dank

Until the bed of pain to the ninth time straight

Talk shit, hit a nigga with a mic on stage

Mosh pit, slumped a silly nigga straight to his grave

From the prince of the gutter to the top gettin' paid

Now you pissed that they coming 'cause you stuck in the shade