[Intro]

(Oh, 5StarChrome)

[Verse]

On the stove I’m the one

Truck load get it gon’

Gusto’s call my phone

Fall in love with the bowl

Tunnel vision in my mode

Once I grip it can’t let go

Car do two twenty bitch I’m gone

Bitch and the jiffy hit the road

Bitch I been him all along

If we robbed him it was a reason

Bitch we meant to do him wrong (Wrong)

Them niggas lying in them songs (Songs)

I got the iron in my draws (Draws)

You see the fire from the rod

Then fire from the car (Car)

‘Bout that time bitch we gone (Gone)

Brody say it’s some wrong I play it cool and throw him off

Starting to look like G Money I get that feelin’ ima off him

Could show you niggas how to ball

I’m nothing like the coach at all

‘Cause I’m thе one that call the play and the samе one that’s in the car (Car)

We put niggas close to God

Can’t let them break this thing of ours (Ours)

Me and Brody got a bond and this shit way pass beyond

Love ‘em like he from my mom

I got my .40 in the car (Car)

He like “Shawty, what you on?”

Since a shorty I been on it

By my head at the pot

Give me a sec have the moment

If he said it he gotta own it

Drop the tecs they got on him

If I want it then I want it

Bitch I’m Marlo about a corner

Neighborhood dope boy

Old head love me like her grandson

Give unc a rock to wash the car

I rap but live like a drug lord

Help old head out with her bills

She hit her knees and thank the lord

Bullshit I ain’t going for it

I ain’t nothing new to war

All I know is up the score

Bro bounce out he hit the floor

They hit his face he got floored

Work the Drac’ like he Floyd

They say them boys go over bored

They took his face we don’t know the boy

Need a safe it’s overloaded

Sliding two door bitch I’m loaded

Ten milly what I’m toting this bitch cock locked and loaded

Ummi say watch who you roll with

I don’t care about who you go get

He hit the floor we seen his soul lift

Lil’ bro laser beam focus

He heard the shot he said oh shit

Smack his top cracked his whole shit

Overkill got stood over

Lil Brody say he wanted closure

Good closet they gotta close it

That’s fucked up if they show him

I’m the one that put shit in motion

You don’t got the moves let me show you

Fifty two faint that’s my go to

They know I really ain’t that social

Auntie got a slab with her social

Walked off fast said I owe you

Let yo’ play ima’ show you

Dope boy pull up in a old school

Good boy nothing like that old dude

She put new dope on a old spoon

Auntie get high clean the whole room

They telling sign off of pro tools

Gotta take my time bitch I’m old school

Papi to Devine and he so smooth

She say yeah you fine but you so rude

Bitch get in line ho’ you old news

Dope boy [?] like I’m supposed to

Big bankroll got a bowl stool

Bitch want a perc’ ion got two

Auntie want a rock let me spot you

Side door rock like a drive through

Get it off top when I slide thru

I’m gon’ wake up and get that money bitch as long is the sky blue

Type nigga see ballin’ and get mad as hell

‘Cause it’s not you

Bro up that blick

Took that nigga shit said you did what you got to

That nigga slick but he ain’t that quick

You gotta watch dude

Sell you some shit then come take the shit

I’ll pull a smile move

They know I’m crip bitch it’s obvious I’m still a slime dude

Got her own shit and she hella thick and she fine to

I pop my shit give a fuck who you is she she where I find you

See my whip bitch I could switch this bitch I’m not your last dude

I bust this rubber band open and watch how fast that ass move

She want my nut cashew she say her rent pass due

She ate this dick lord bless you

Pay a bitch rent this rapper money ain’t nothing

I’m from the trenches forever I’m thuggin’

Lil’ bro don’t cut grass but he clutching the cutter

I ain’t paying you shit you gotta show me the butter

Don’t shit work but the stove and the oven

Pull up with a whole hun bun and the cutters

Nigga ain’t cut the same I’m cut

Told him it’s top

But I cut it

He want drop

But don’t got the budget

You gotta buy it as soon as you touch it

This shit flying not by the dozen

Nigga go slide ride for your brother

Got to much pride nigga I could never

Bro swing fire bringing that metal

Don’t care who outside we hit whoever

Ummi say I use to dance with the devil

Groovy ass nigga I’ll out step whoever

We bend the block then we hop out together

Bro knock the top out ya hat and he left you

He ain’t Usain Bolt nigga we could catch him

Got boxed in that move was special

Bro wanna gribble but I wanna dunk

I wanna grab him and put him in the truck

I wanna beat him till he tell me wassup

Don’t know where it’s at nigga give the shit up

Bro say I watch to many movies

Nigga I feel like I’m Boosie

Yeah I rap I’m kinda lit

I’m still in the trenches with the shooters

He don’t do the shit I’m doing

‘Cause this shit only in the movies

Jump out the car and shoot a movie

But bro could tell you how I do it

Put that shit on everyday

I break the bank ain’t nothing to me

Dirty nigga but I’m crispy

Slide the vet without a ceiling

Park the foreign on the curb

Posted outside coolin’

With a bunch of lil’ do it’s

I’m off the drank like Sosa Beans