[Verse 1: Droopy Delano]
I'll pull a pound up out the dresser
I don't give a fuck
I'll buck and knock ya fucking top for lesser
Slugs through his chest
Get em Alka-Seltzer
It be burning, burning, burning
Birkin bitch in Berlin
I really had to learn 'em
Pull the curtains
I ain't think he had a brain
I had to see for certain
Little dirty deuce deuce
Knock your wig loose
You could see the roots
We got juice, Hi-C salutes
[Monty Wames]
Yo Frank it's a drought
Niggas can't eat
[Droopy cont.]
Hold up
Toma, Toma, Toma
We got soda, We got Coca-cola
Phone clicking like it's solar
Anna Kournikova
Yola leave you in a coma
Hopefully I see a Rover
I see it clear, don't get zoed
How I see it now
Heavens hot and Hell is cold
Just never fold
Swoll
These hippie ass sneaker head bitches
Quick to sell their soul
Oh, woah
Bermi run the plays
And my niggas give and go
Ill, ill, ill Gil finger roll
We got the whole crü on the stove
[Bridge]
Clicking [what the fuck is that?]
We got the whole crü on the stove
-chirp-
Clicking
[Monty]
Click, click, click, click
[Droopy]
We got the whole crü on the stove
[Monty]
Hello?
[Droopy]
Clicking
Clicking
Clicking
My line clicking
[Monty] my line clicking
[Droopy]
Clicking, Clicking
My Line Clicking
[Monty] My line clicking
Hello?
[Droopy]
Clicking, Clicking, Clicking
We just Different
[Monty] We just different
[Droopy]
With the Whipping
[Monty] With the Whipping
[Droopy]
We jus different
[Hook:Droopy]
Goddamn ugh
Fuck a middleman
I got grams, I got zans ah
Got White, Off Tan
You do what you could
And I do it cuz I can uh
Dont understand Ma
Mans got scrams like
Katie got bands uh
I ain't playing uh
You ain't poppin' off
Kick you out like Pam
Illin' Illin'
Illin'
Illin' [x3]
We the illest niggas living
Illin' Illin'
Killin'
Illin' [x3]
We the illest niggas living
[Verse 2: Monty Wames]
Pull up on the scene
Look like a zip full of product
So fresh and so clean
Just swaggin' through the projects
And my team the flyest on this earth
I'm just being modest
Never sweat a bitch
Especially when that pussy got mileage
Bathing Ape camo junkie
All you niggas flunkies
Trying to copy my style
Cause your bitches want me
With this trapping shit
We can really get it crackin'
It ain't only rappin' my nigga
Shit can really happen
Thought I told you niggas
Monty Monumental
Top notch nigga and bet
That the breakfast continental
See me with Crü like
Nigga what the fuck you into?
My style wild
Imagine if a nigga puffed the indo
I was lost now found
I'm on the internet
She see my pictures, It get her panties wet
Ain't no worries, it really ain't no threats
On this track a young nigga spazzin'
Like I got Tourettes
I can teach you how to stunt
Teach you the finesse
I can turn two to four
Nigga I digress
Ay, It's Social Club
The Bape gang
Yea that's the gang Man
Funny thats the same thing
[Bridge 2]
Clicking [what the fuck is that?]
[Monty]Funny thats the same thing
-chirp-
Clicking
[Monty]
Click, click, click, click
Funny thats the same thing
[Monty]
Hello?
[Droopy]
Clicking
Clicking
Clicking
My line clicking
[Monty] my line clicking
[Droopy]
Clicking, Clicking
My Line Clicking
[Monty] My line clicking
Hello?
[Droopy]
Clicking, Clicking, Clicking
We just Different
[Monty] We just different
[Droopy]
With the Whipping
[Monty] With the Whipping
[Droopy]
We jus different
[Hook:Droopy]
Goddamn ugh
Fuck a middleman
I got grams, I got zans ah
Got White, Off Tan
You do what you could
And I do it cuz I can uh
Dont understand Ma
Mans got scrams like
Katie got bands uh
I ain't playing uh
You ain't poppin' off
Kick you out like Pam
Illin' Illin'
Illin'
Illin' [x3]
We the illest niggas living
Illin' Illin'
Killin'
Illin' [x3]
We the illest niggas living