[Intro: HD]
Let's go get these niggas, man
Buck
[Chorus: Early E & HD]
Hustle then I trap with my nigga (Yeah)
Rep the same thing with my nigga (Uh huh)
Poppin' champagne with my nigga (That's right)
Rockin' them chains with my nigga
In the streets where we made it
Ran up in the trap with my nigga (That's right)
Bustin' down cash with my nigga (Jyeah)
Rep the same flag with my nigga
Runnin' them jobs with my nigga
In the streets where we made it
[Verse 1: HD]
Ride with my niggas (My niggas)
Do a big bid like C. Gutter
You know I'm only sidin' with my niggas
Give a sigh to my nigga
And if it comes to war, I draw the four
You and old motherfucker, get the picture? (Get it?)
And the tre-eight gon' sing when I'm finger fuckin' the trigger (That's right)
You get it how you want, make your ass reconsider
Silencers is on the cannon, hit your loc with a whisper (Whisper)
See me three with a clip, bullets pass you and deliver (Deliver)
Quicker than Little Caesar, this is a [?]
How the fuck could you come between us?
You know this in the summer it's gets warmer than fevers
So the eagle is eager and the desert is unpleasant
Puffin' [?] a reasons for profit, you couldn't stop it (Nah)
I'm born from the gutter with God in a pocket
[?] apartment couldn't stop it
My niggas want the plug?
How [?] socket
I remain in the pocket and keeps the yokes solid
Now it's scrambled like Rogers (Nah)
And if I switch up, bet I leave the light on 'til my niggas could see deposits (That's right)
Do numbers like Social Security, tell a spoke's leader
Whales pass the wheels to my niggas, see the smith in me
[Chorus: Early E & HD]
Hustle then I trap with my nigga (That's right)
Rep the same thing with my nigga (Uh huh)
Poppin' champagne with my nigga (Yeah)
Rockin' them chains with my nigga
In the streets where we made it
Ran up in the trap with my nigga (That's right)
Bustin' down cash with my nigga (Uh huh)
Rep the same flag with my nigga (Yeah)
Runnin' them jobs with my nigga
In the streets where we made it
[Verse 2: Early E]
This is for my niggas in the projects
Hand on the trigger for the nonsense
Bad bitches livin' with no [?]
They just tryna make it out the ghetto
Tryna dig a hole but they ain't got no fuckin' shovel (No shovel)
Life is a movie, a hundred in your face every time that you see me
When I'm in the club, you know them speakers gon' play me
They gon' play me, ayy
'Cause I got it locked in the city
Ocean Drive, drop top coupe the committee
VVS stone got the block on litty
When I'm in the club, you know I got them goons with me
I ain't tryna play it but you not fuckin' with me
Stay up out my lane (Lane)
Y'all don't really want no more, ayy
[Pre-Verse: HD]
Aight, let me finish shit up
[Verse 3: HD]
You know loyalty makes the chains, every inch of the link
But most importantly the consistency in our ink
And cryptic tattoos we carry upon our sleeve
The code of the streets that niggas never deceive
Shall we never break these chains, this is Fleetwood Mac
The ghetto version, it's impossible to see through that
What if it's stock and I assist 'til all my niggas get a score
'Til we have no ceilings, 'til we have no floors
[Chorus: Early E & HD]
Hustle then I trap with my nigga (Yeah)
Rep the same thing with my nigga (That's right)
Poppin' champagne with my nigga (Uh huht)
Rockin' them chains with my nigga
In the streets where we made it
Ran up in the trap with my nigga (That's right)
Bustin' down cash with my nigga (Uh huh)
Rep the same flag with my nigga (Yeah)
Runnin' them jobs with my nigga
In the streets where we made it
Ran up in the trap with my nigga (That's right)
Bustin' down cash with my nigga (Uh huh)
Rep the same flag with my nigga (Yeah)
Runnin' them jobs with my nigga
In the streets where we made it
Hustle then I trap with my nigga (Yeah)
Rep the same thing with my nigga (That's right)
Poppin' champagne with my nigga (Uh huht)
Rockin' them chains with my nigga
In the streets where we made it
