Lyrics
Yo
Get the blender and the press out lemme show you a trick here
Told bro stop beefing with the neighbours man there's br*cks here
They don't know what we up to but if they ask we live here
We came up chopping squares we aint never hit licks here
Clean up all the spots give you the routine for my skincare
2 br*cks of yola same stamp that's a twin pair
Make your lady hold a bag for me don't be asking her what's in there
Said they got br*cks man they some sick brehs
Ill bring mine bet they can't bring theirs
You said that you fly packs I asked they said you buy Z's
Had the block like Harlem they say we f*ckin up society
I can't be standing 'round for too long bro that sh*t gimme anxiety
But I love taking the notes these aint for pages in my diary though
I tired to dumb it down I find it hard its what we do
If you heard that we flew br*cks out the yard its probably true
Stop the music if im lying in the booth
Dope boy they see the aura man they knew
I tired to dumb it down I find it hard its what we do
If you heard that we flew br*cks out the yard its probably true
Stop the music if im lying in the booth
Dope boy they see the aura man they knew
I'm standing on it if I said it
White tops like its a wedding
Fly this bird without no credit
Buy it then we sell it
Her bredrin told her that I get it
Now its for me she wanna spread it
I aint replied though but I read it
Cos I don't think she gets the message
I don't smoke weed stop telling me to tap in
And I don't sell it either br*cks of yola to examine
Come and tell us what your line does we'll notice if you're capping
If you spent the day with me you wouldn't believe that its just rapping
Furthermore don't try lil bro me you don't get the bag
Run a QM up in 6 weeks ask if I clear my tabs
If she aint freeing it for me she's freeing it for rags
Bro said he's riding with a SIG and he aint got no fags
Im back and I aint slowing up
N*ggas trolling on the net as if their money isn't slow enough
They're surviving off a Z I don't even know how they're holding up
My price already high but next year this sh*t going up
Writer(s): Devit Peposhi, Prodby Guap, Karlon Williams
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