[Intro : Gab]
All you motherfuckers shit ‘cus I lit it lit it
If you really wanna fuck you can get it get get it
Bitches always getting pressed man I seen it seen it
If you really wanna fuck you can get it get it
[Verse : Gab & Mossberg500tacticalpumpshotgun]
1 shoe, 2 shoe
I’ma fucking get it (FUCK)
One star, one style
You know how I’m living (BITCH)
Tell me whats the sitch now son (craaaazyyyyy)
‘Fore I snap your bitch up, done (fuck you)
You know I be blowing up quicker than a mad man
(mad man mad man mad man)
Thinking twice ‘fore you try my friends
Boy whats your plans
Put the vision in our pockets
Pick the lock into your sockets
Flick the switch now you running to your brothers
(SOCKIIIIIIIIT)
[Hook : Teng]
Move that shit I feel like gold
Who that be that wanna go
All my friends are killing now
We the ones that bring the crowd
Move that shit I feel like gold
Who that be that wanna go
All my friends are killing now
We the ones that bring the crowd
[Verse : Teng]
(Uh) hot damn I get jiggy when I land (uh)
Always on the grind why you on my land bruh
Start the fire when I spit you perspire
Really on some bullshit saying I’m retired (uh)
Quit a job quit my school quit the girls with it
Minds fried like some nandos fuck with it
Top dawg cus I’m boss dawg deal with it
Drop the gun when you shoot cus you missed wit it
Fuck with the shit now
Telling everybody who wanna go when I get it down
Stealing everything never flow with the fake crowd
Haters coming in like the waves they get beached now
Making shit up with my breath, never fearing fucking death
Cooking shit up like a chef whipping shit straight out the pot
Never knowing whats the plot (uh)
How you motherfuckers like it when I spit the never ending flow when it drop it turn
Gold (uh)
[Bridge : Teng & Gab]
I’m never hiding now (never)
I shine like everyday (everyday)
These cats gon try to take my mother fucking recipe (recipe)
I’m never hiding now (never never)
I shine like everyday (damn day)
These cats gon try to take my mother fucking recipe (RECIPE RECIPE)
[Hook : Teng]
Move that shit I feel like gold
Who that be that wanna go
All my friends are killing now
We the ones that bring the crowd
Move that shit I feel like gold
Who that be that wanna go
All my friends are killing now
We the ones that bring the crowd
[Verse : Shaun]
I be surfin’ this wave god sent me
I’m onto new thangs wish me godspeed
Never really fit in on the block, no tetris
Left a few bros they were actin like Judas
I roll down the street now they wanna catch this
I’m gettin tired of all this fake shit
See em flex on the gram they stuck in a matrix
When I speak the truth oh yeah they hate it
My humble beginnings I’ll never forget it
Y’all out here feelin’ like y'all made it
Don’t ever mock my vision you still on that 9 to 5 shift thing
Stop askin’ me to start freestylin’ I’m really sick of that shit fool
Oh and spell my name right too it’s shaun spelled with a fuckin’ 'u'
[Hook : Teng]
Move that shit I feel like gold
Who that be that wanna go
All my friends are killing now
We the ones that bring the crowd
Move that shit I feel like gold
Who that be that wanna go
All my friends are killing now
We the ones that bring the crowd
[Verse : Hanif]
(Hah) All the people looking at me different, why they looking at me differently
When I look at the same huh
When all of them just be chasing the fame huh
Fortune not the same who to blame for the kids
Chasing down the [?] flexing on the gram, double tap tryna put the damn team on the map
I ain’t mad this is sad bro looking at the whole team full of crap
If you pass me all the chicks its a wrap (yuh)
I’m making a sandwich, I got myself full of the girls thinking they be some bad bitches
They full of themselves, I’m moving in silence
I’m moving in stealth, few years this boy’s gonna acquire the wealth
And thats facts no print, what else would I be if I wasn’t in the crew fucking up the whole scene
Straight bars I ain’t malleable, I’m taking thats valuable, making y’all look miserable
Stock going up and we rising, higher than the 88 ever gon reach
Boys from the blocks, we ain’t boys from the beach
Man we run the block, [?] fucking sitch
Ain’t no ladder to the top, we gon build our own mountain
Never gon fall if we all climb slow
Ain’t no ladder to the top, we gon build our own mountain
Never goin’ far if we all climb slow
If my mom ain’t yours then don’t call me a bro
Man whoever wants a show man we all go pro (uhuhuhuhhuhh)