[Intro]

Yo (Turn)

[Chorus]

Me and Lizzie walked down that aisle

Now my outfit more than a couple thou' (One)

My nigga Vel chinged a yout bait face

And he still took the chance at trial (One)

I know that the new generation's fake

But trust me, the real niggas back in style

Gang dem style, cop that box, Pacquiao

Get it in, then smash it out

Man a 9-bar went in, not Michael Kao

I ain't go sleep in the bando, nah

One day I'll buy a house with lots of tiles (Turn, turn)

Five figures if I touch down

Either I'm uptown or out of town

Five figures if I touch down

Either I'm uptown or out of town

[Verse 1]

My young boy in the Bailey, not Crown, yo

How you lifed off and still countin' down?

Fеds wanna see us down and out

Truth is, they love it when thе gang go wild

Watch doin' grow like a brussels sprout

He just wanted to do it for the gang, not clout

That's why we see the jakes on ten toes, Asafa Powell ten toes

Dodgin' them jakes, all I wanted was velcros

Hit the jailhouse, it was knees and elbows

Now I get sold-out shows, man shell those

Adidas tracksuit, shell toes

Rekindle, man throw a stack in the crowd (Turn)

[Chorus]

Me and Lizzie walked down that aisle

Now my outfit more than a couple thou' (One)

My nigga Vel chinged a yout bait face

And he still took the chance at trial (One)

I know that the new generation's fake

But trust me, the real niggas back in style

Gang dem style, cop that box, Pacquiao

Get it in, then smash it out

Man a 9-bar went in, not Michael Kao

I ain't go sleep in the bando, nah

One day I'll buy a house with lots of tiles (Turn, turn)

Five figures if I touch down

Either I'm uptown or out of town

Five figures if I touch down

Either I'm uptown or out of town (One)

[Verse 2]

Talk minimum five to be in my call log (My name)

Woods on smoke, they should boot it like orchard (Brrt)

All for the bros, no Warner (Brrt)

No ID like no caller (Brrt, brrt)

Excellent finish, all when it mattered like Kingsley Coman (Suh)

New shit, X3, not to flex in, that car's stolen (Suh, suh, suh, suh, s-s-s-s-suh)

Interview room, we don't do no talkin'

We don't sit well with rats or rodents

Got in the bando, not my emotions

That quarter turned into a two and a daughter (One)

Then into a corner (One)

Trident all on my doorstep tryna ask me about courier (S-s-s-s-suh)

I told them, "I got no idea", Don Toliver (Suh, suh)

[Chorus]

Me and Lizzie walked down that aisle

Now my outfit more than a couple thou' (One)

My nigga Vel chinged a yout bait face

And he still took the chance at trial (One)

I know that the new generation's fake

But trust me, the real niggas back in style

Gang dem style, cop that box, Pacquiao

Get it in, then smash it out

Man a 9-bar went in, not Michael Kao

I ain't go sleep in the bando, nah

One day I'll buy a house with lots of tiles (Turn, turn)

Five figures if I touch down

Either I'm uptown or out of town

Five figures if I touch down

Either I'm uptown or out of town