[Intro:]

Aye

You know we out here

D's back

We 'bout to drop this shit we been waiting a minute for

Yo

[Verse 1: TommyG]

Clap your hands for the kid who's about to get it

TommyG I'm here to gather up the figures

I ain't fucking with you narc ass broke ass niggas

Finna stack up on this cheddar till I'm bleeding from my fingers

I ain't playing with you niggas I'm just getting to this paper

Bagging up them Oz man I been put in this labor

Banging out Bs you can call me Escobar

And I ain't fucking with your trees 'less your shit be up to-par

Cause I'm rolling on that gas

Sipping on this purple

Got a nigga higher than the fucking jeans on Urkel

I'm a spaz cause I'm freaking on this beat

With my mind set to kill I won't settle for defeat

Catch me striving towards the top [?] is what I achieve

Cause I'm liable to lead this shit

I'm the one they call king

Murder this

Ain't nobody stopping me

Niggas know my team supreme

So they try to jock it

CS we been trill just looking for a chance

Now it's time to blow up watch my crew up and advance

You think we dumb nigga? That was just the standard price

Imma toss the rocket up my nigga Dalton tax 'em right

Like

[Verse 2: D Boii]

My sales coming up

Your bitch going down

And I don't mean to garden when I say she hoes around

I keep a hard erection for the softest throat around

And like a fucking dirty carpet got the darkest flow around

I am confident in this fuck

I swear my balls is bulging out

Where that trash man truck

These niggas garbage throw 'em out

I'm a shark

You're a trout

You're apartments

I'm a house

We ain't built the same

Build the flames

Bigger than an arson in a drought

Hold up

You know what time

I slump on the cut like a power saw

I gas that bitch

Smash that shit

Deflate that hoe like a [?] ahhh

I deserve a picture

Tell B won if you know the victor

Raps stay tight

Boa constrictor

Aye keep it real

I ain't never heard of Tom Ford

Cause in my hood we'll probably jack you out of Tom's Ford

Ain't no money ain't no bitches ain't no time for it

And I'm so advanced that I could probably move this town forward

I spit these lines with no effort

A college professors'

Minds couldn't F with

A beat to beat until they gave me violence domestic

Excuse me please I think that last line was dyslexic

Yeah trick

Yeah trick

No I'm not Kendrick

But you can call me King Trick

I'm finna stay to the white boys

Ha