{Intro}

(Yunglando going crazy)

Yeah, Yeah

Oh nah, nah, nah, nah

CMB (yeah)

Hood Rich

Niggas talking on the gang yeah

Niggas talking on the gang yeah, yeah

Niggas talking on the gang yeah

Niggas talking on the gang yeah

{Verse 1: Cmbjayy}

Niggas keep on talking they don't really want no smoke now

I’m with the gang and we toting all the poles now

I'm in the trap and I'm whippin’ all these bricks (yeah)

If you keep on talking we gone pull up the sticks (yeah)

We got the Drakes and the AR

If you want that smoke we gone shoot it just like JR

Youn want no smoke nigga you keep cappin' for the gram

I'm counting all these bands like I'm Uncle Sam

Niggas really broke why you cappin'

When I spin yo ben last night you was lackin'

Niggas really wack y'all ain't really counting stacks (yeah)

I’m in the trap and I’m rolling me a fat one

I'm rolling bones nigga

You said you love me you ain’t never call my phone nigga

I'll have your homie in the sky like a drone nigga

I'm in the zone now

Don't call my phone now

I got these hoes now

I’m so tipsy, R.I.P. Nipsey

He was a real nigga I am a real nigga

We pull these big triggers

I'm counting 6 figures (yeah, yeah)

Imma pull off in the foreign

I got all these hoes and they really so boring

Yeah they is annoying

What am I pouring?

Yeah I'm of the lean, I got Robins on my jeans (yeah)

And I got a Glock and it came with a beam yeah

Imma Diddy Bop when I slide these nigga

Imma Diddy Bop when I slide these nigga

CMB yeah thats my gang

I got all these VVS diamonds on my chain (yeah)

Drippin' like some rain (yeah)

If you keep on talking we gone drop him

If you want that smoke nigga yeah you got a problem (yeah, yeah)

{Chorus: Cmbjayy}

Imma slide with my niggas (yeah, yeah)

Imma slide with my niggas (yeah)

{Verse 2: KILLSURF}

Imma slide with my niggas in a hummer

I'm getting money, thinking about all lot of commas

He been talking down but I swear he don't want drama

He say one more thing we gone pull up with that Llama

I don't got no time to talk to none of y'all broke niggas

I was trying to find a way to my freakin' racks bigger

I was thinking ahead of time trying to get the bigger picture

But if he keep on talking down we gone have to pull that trigger (yeah)

He don't want no rec, we gone pull up on him we gone slide with a TEC

I be with them niggas that don't take no disrespect

Said he won't no problems, I told him its a bet

Send my goon on him, when I'm on a private jet

He just mad my pockets fatter

I was trying to get my life right and do better

Free my nigga, yeah I gotta write a letter, and i got a four-five for that Beretta

I been getting money since Day 1, Cmbjayy swear to god thats' my day one

Claiming they some shooters but they flexing with the same gun

And my girl bad yeah she thick and she Blasian

(yeah) what you making in a day I be making in a hour, trying to stack my money make it taller than a tower

Smokin' on that good bag, yeah I'm smoking Dower

Like my last song I got "Moe Money" and more power