[Intro: Mango Foo]

We got the streets on lock

We ain't got the time to go back and forth with you niggas

Just another day on the block

You know what I mean?

Real nawf shit

[Verse 1: Mango Foo]

Young rich nigga still riding in the Bentley

Got the .22 on me just like I'm [?]

All my niggas killers, I put them up on a mission

Bitch I'm in the hood, ain't talking that [?]

Young rich nigga, all my nigga worth a ticket

Keep the Smithen Western, Ain't talking 'bout [?]

No Meek I'm in Philly, I'm tryna come up on a milli

Got the birds from Houston, I got them singing like they Whitney

You want you a brick, call up Diablo

In the kitchen, Rock up the old just like I'm Rocko

You would not be trusting these hoes if you know what I know

I got a rocketed powered on me, don't call me auto

My plug he got the brick, wrap it up like a burrito

I be in the bando late night shooting ceelo

Extendo with the chopper, i'm gonna smoke him like zeebo

Bitch I got money just like the lotto

Panamera came with faugi auto

[Verse 2: Offset]

Pulling out the stick and it's an auto

Fucking on your bitch, she suck and swallow

Hit 'em with the FN with hollows

Got a migo plug, get the chicken from a vato

All you nigga doubted now i'm talking to my pilot

Smoking on the cookie while I'm driving in my Mozzi

Pull up in the lamb, I cut the top off, Samurai it

Gas bag in the bando, nigga come and try it

Had to spend a hundred thousand cash on my lawyer

Bitches in the kitchen whipping like [?]

I know these old niggas mad fucking on their daughters

Welcome to the bando, pussy nigga get extorted

Don't trust a nigga trap cause a nigga might short ya

Babies in the kitchen cause i'm not gon' abort them

My niggas need me, I'ma support them

I won't leave them hanging like orphan

Get up out my way, A hundred thousand on my plate

I told that bitch I'ma nut on your face

I'm smoking on that cookie from the bay

I'm running to that money, I'm in shape

Smoking on gas while I pour up an eighth

Sipping on lean to the face

I had a dream of a wrath, then I went and bought me the wrath

[Verse 3: Migo Domingo]

Pull up fire in the wrath

Young rich nigga half a mill in my safe

Come from the north where you know you ain't safe

[?] put the chop in your face

[?] gonna need first place

Every time I eat, know I gotta say my grace

Hit 'em with the 30, god damn it the case

Blue Benjamins only thing a nigga taste

Meet the plug, run it up, stack it, gotta flip it

Say you got the bricks for the low, what's a ticket

You say you smoke gas but a nigga smell midget

Beat on the block tryna jump like you're a cricket

Hundred round drum shot a movie like [?]

Balling on these niggas [?] pendant

Everybody eating on my team thanksgiving

YRN Label that's how a nigga living