[Prelude]
This is for all the haters who didn't believe in us
Fuck Y'all
You guys ain't shit
They all gon' see what we gon' become
Here with my brothers: Laughs, [?]
I'm here with my squad, Prod Gang
We here for the music, for the love
We be in Toronto
We gon' fuck shit up
We in this, Prod Gang PGE
[Hook]
Thousand dollar belts
But you can't pay the rent
Thousand dollar kicks
But you live in a tent
Thousand dollar shirts
Your whip has a dent
Thousand dollar this, thousand dollar that
[Post-Hook]
Fenni Louis this, Fenni Louis that
Had a bad bitch
Broke up with that
Bitch I'm crazy
Yeah bitch, I'm mad
Yeah, we PGE boy
We all that
[Repeat Hook and Post-Hook]
[Verse 1]
2014, trying to be fast
Never come in last, come in Chief Laps
Smoke more green than RiFF RaFF
Girl so sweet, like Kit Kat
Straight up, straight class
Too fast, never come in last
Don't fall, you gon' slip on glass
We smoke that gas
Better finish your task
Where's your mask, put your girl on Blast
Are you hot, or you don't got an ass?
This is my best, this is no test
Best believe me, this is the team
Yo, I'm gonna fuck up your team
We be smoking that green
PGE, that's my turf, that's the word, that's the word
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Girls are my family
Keeping my enemies
We don't make no frenemies
GUAP like "marry me"
My own niggas telling me, not anymore
That The Lord gon' carry me
Shooting niggas is a Felony
They hate me, keep on telling me
Take a Berry for a spin, now the ops after me
I don't care bout a bunch of laid-back niggas
They all bitches, they all snitches
Dealing for my riches, so much hate
Young money killers, so much sex
Young money hitters, so many fake niggas
Now I need real niggas
Coming at me like a bullet
Who knew it was my own?
I ain't even book it
Scared these niggas
Bitch you got shooken
Bring on the crack
We gon' be cooking, look out the window
My niggas be looking
Haters be sueing
Niggas be screwing
Niggas don't know
But nigga you losing
I'm out here cruising
Your shit confusing
[musicial interlude]
[Verse 2.5]
I'm here with my team
Sipping that lean
These niggas hating, still fell on my dreams
Y'all weed dealers cuz we getting that green
Y'all nothing but fiends
Bitch get on your knees
You better say please
Imma go overseas
We PGE
We rep the EG
We smoking a G
PGE, boy PGE