[Intro]

Yo Charlie, I like this one

[Verse 1: Nikz]

If the jakes 'dem know that a man's on crud, that's calm

I couldn't give a toss but my marge's gonna hear this song

I don't really wanna talk 'bout the pain we've caused

Yeah, fake like taxi

Boy you know I bang for my bros

Like porn, when I let that buss

Remember that day when ****

Was fighting for his life on the block

That was done by us

[Verse 2: Dbo]

If I get vexed like Hulk, trust me I'll bang for my Bruce, no Banner

We don't want wahala, me and my bros, we step with .34s like Tala

Yo, see him like Mata, open his matter, put him in thе sky no NASA

Then it's back to the trap, flip thesе bags, move this food like Asda

[Verse 3: BT]

Didn't know how to trap

So I asked big bro, what'd you know about that?

Bro, buss me a pack and I shot that fast

Now I'm sitting on a couple of bags

I did stroll to a trap and I mish and mash, yeah

You know man loves that cash

I get it gone like flash

So it's straight up cash when I'm out here shottin' these packs

[Verse 4: Kebz]

If I shake this pure, aim right for your chest

This ain't a love story, no no, but you can get got like Juliet

We get round there again and again

That's round and round like a Pirouette

I roll with my dogs, no Dukey, get the job done like Johnny Test

Man I still make a big man hop that fence

[Verse 5: Ksav]

Would [?] these packs, but the feds on him

But I guess he'll figure like Tommy

Put weight on scales when I'm stuck in the T

Now I got brown in the bowl like Bobby

Need me a rider

One that can hold this D and hang out the ride, like Bunny

Can't lie, they ain't never touched nobody

Best protect your chest like a Joni

[Verse 6: BT]

In the field like Matić, Nike jacket, do it like Soulja, crank it

I got loud in jackets, pebs all packaged, do it for real, no acting

Work rate fantastic, real, not plastic

My side known for the crashing

Not 21 but I'm still a savage, the packs gone like magic

[Verse 7: Kebz]

They wan' come step to a nigga like me, oh please

Then come to the D-town block, don't slip, don't slip

Like Stevie G, bro can't you see

Man I got P to the S, my G, I'm upfront like Icardi

Like, how can I beef these guys?

Just disappear like Houdini

[Verse 8: Nikz]

Do it like Drake when I jump man, jump man

Make a man jump, let it beat like Dre

Say no words like Dave, just pull up and burn a boy

Make a man say 'ye'

Even since Rex got, got on his block

Them niggas don't slide from the B to the A

We slide from the A to the B on smoke

Tryna get 3K, like the KKK

[Verse 9: Dbo]

Don't do it for the net

If we did it for the net then, we bring Kobe on a glide

I only trust my guys, my bros

My slime, have time for you man switch sides

If they slide round here, then it's back we slide

Clutch and brake, let's ride

I gotta' to pray to the Lord

Please blind their eyes, bare man tryna take my shine