Not Like The Rest(Which 1 To Pick)

Oh, bae you nothin' like rest, yeah that Act right taste the best

Feignin' for Hi-Tek love, I had to get it off my chest

Made em spill some pints of Tek, we hit his hat, he ain't need no vest

Fuck it, give me a duece of Tussin', it'll help wit all the stress

Me and Qua have fun when we link, ouuu you nothin' like the last 3

I was thinkin', we can grow old together,start a family

Whole time, if Wockeisha want me, she can have me

Trisa where you goin'? Can't let yo sexy ass walk pass me

How I'm buyin' up all the drank? I ball like the coldest athlete

Fuck around nod while standin up I need to take a damn seat

Me and gang been runnin' so good we bring home gold in track meet

I run so many laps round **** they think the trap on repeat

When I sip I be okay, Ion wanna show off all this reach

Shit, we keepin' it a buck, I'm tied in wit **** just like Big Meech

Po'n Tek all up in public, sippin' on vacay, at the beach

I like my drank like my women, I call dis this mix the Georgia Peach

I'm finna smack a ****, why the fuck would dude pass ya boy a cup of clean?

Why this **** actin' tough,he wash down all his food wit Creatine

Bae told me, I love you, all I heard was lean, lean, lean

You can get me to kick the cup, girl I'm finna make yo ass my queen

Oh, bae you nothin' like rest, yeah that Act right taste the best

Feignin' for Hi-Tek love, had to get it off my chest

Made em spill some pints of Tek, we hit his hat, he ain't need no vest

Fuck it, give me a duece of Tussin', it'll help wit all the stress

Me and Qua have fun when we link, ouuu you nothin' like the last 3

I was thinkin', we can grow old together,start a family

Whole time, know if Wockeisha want me, she can have me

Trisa where you goin'? Can't let yo sexy ass walk pass me

Wonder when moms saw me, if she knew dat a trap baby was born

When I trap it's like I was neva doin hits, I'm Jason Bourne

I need red, it ain't no Tek, I need dat Akorn, Akorn in

The streets my life, I ain't force shit, I was chose, they swore me in

After a long day of trappin', bae, gone blow me like a horn

Qua, Wockhardt, or Tek, ion know which one to pick, it got me torn

Remember we couldn't afford the drank, shit, we jugg, finessed the Benz

You can't see dog shit on us, fire yo doctor, what's up wit yo lenses?

I can't get bro to sit down, he be been standin' on bidness

How I get the secret recipe, I bumped into a chemist

All I need is sip, it don't take much for me to feel it

Oh, you the baddest of em all, you just might get me to quit this

Oh, bae you nothin' like rest, yeah that Act right taste the best

Feignin' for Hi-Tek love, I had to get it off my chest

Made em spill some pints of Tek, we hit his hat, he ain't need no vest

Fuck it, give me a duece of Tussin', it'll help wit all the stress

Me and Qua have fun when we link, ouuu you nothin' like the last 3

I was thinkin', we can grow old together,start a family

Whole time, if Wockeisha want me, she can have me

Trisa where you goin'? Can't let yo sexy ass walk pass me