[Hook x2: Chase Benji]
We just lookin' for the brighter days
We hot, no fireplace
Niggas hate, they stressed out
Got left out, right away
We just waitin' for the sun to shine
Niggas hate when I come alive
They don't get no grain
No blue bills, they colorblind
[Verse 1: Chase Benji]
I'm cookin' the heat (cookin' up)
With the chef hat, and the oven mitt (oven mitt)
Makin' moves, til' I'm makin' more money
Than niggas that work in the government (government)
I be really on some other shit (other shit)
I'ma grind til' my mother rich (yeah)
Stackin' bread on top of cheese
Like Mickey D's, I'm lovin' it (stack it)
Got a big appetite
Give me the beat, I'ma eat like fast food
Bringin' the heat every week, like last June
Make a nigga take a seat, no classroom (boom)
I'm schoolin' 'em
Turn one bag to two of 'em (two of 'em)
It's basic math, I take the cash
And I know what to do with 'em (do with 'em)
You know I stay with the hooligans (boom)
If we uninvited, then we movin' in (bow, bow)
It's Double Gang, look how far we done came
We still remain, we still maneuverin' (maneuverin')
We boomin' em, like Metro
Swag too lit, don't follow the dresscode (yeah)
You already know how the rest go
Bitch, I got the sauce, no pesto (sauce)
I'ma need pesticide, 'cause they buggin'
I don't jeopardize no money
I just flex, flex, flex (flex, flex)
Like I exercise with them hunnids'
Get a check, check, check (check)
Money callin' like a telephone (yeah)
We stars I'm tellin' you
They need a telescope
'Cause they recognize that we comin'
[Hook x2: Chase Benji]
We just lookin' for the brighter days
We hot, no fireplace
Niggas hate, they stressed out
Got left out, right away
We just waitin' for the sun to shine
Niggas hate when I come alive
They don't get no grain
No blue bills, they colorblind
[Verse 2: Sha MuLa]
My niggas do not back down
I'm a god damn king, I'ma rock that crown (woo)
I ain't come here to joke around
If y'all niggas want smoke, then I got that loud
Fake niggas, I see them
I might use a Gucci belt when I beat them, though (get 'em beat)
Better go to the doctor's office
I'll give a nigga shots, no needle bro (get shot)
When I walk in the studio
That shit like I walked in a funeral
My niggas say less, y'all do the most
My niggas gon' spray like new cologne, yeah (spray)
I'm so cold, that I'm snowballin'
I'll fuck a bitch good, that's so charmin'
Bad bitch in my face, by the end of the day
My dick better have some hoes on it (yeah)
I ain't come with the gang, bitch I'm with the pistol
Put the beats on the boy, like an instrumental, woah (they beat)
Might pop like I seen a pimple
I'm a big deal, shorty wanna eat this pickle, though
In the buildin' like staircases
I run niggas out they damn laces
We unbothered, they can't phase us
We knock niggas out they damn braces (woo)
All of these niggas be surfin'
Niggas be ridin' my wave, now, woah
Shorty was givin' me brain
Then I was fuckin' her brains out, woah (yeah, yeah)
My niggas will fuck up a check
And my niggas will fuck up the paypal, woah (yeah, yeah)
I just came up
And I got me a bitch that's goin' way down, low
[Hook x2: Chase Benji]
We just lookin' for the brighter days
We hot, no fireplace
Niggas hate, they stressed out
Got left out, right away
We just waitin' for the sun to shine
Niggas hate when I come alive
They don't get no grain
No blue bills, they colorblind
[Verse 3: Giz Da Cheifa]
Yeah, I need the cash
I need a zip in a bag
I need a bitch with a grip in her jacket
Zoomin' on niggas, I hit up the dash
Oh shit, flow so incredible
We gon' point out its better though
Double Gang on top of the totem
Try to front, get rocked like Golem
Shoulda' told him that he's playin' with flames
Mind your business, or I pop out your brains
Take you under, like my brother is Cane
The fear within, then I guess I'm the same
Well then, I guess we off the map
Better check your internet connection
Looks like we goin' the election
Your dog go real hard for affection
Don't gotta wait
I pull up in a minute
I'm smokin' on that shit
That get you stuck to the ceilin'
I feel my spider senses
When I'm close to a villian
All the blind hate
'Cause you could never see the vision
But I see 20/20, never 50/50
If we talkin' money, we was never chummy
We was never buddies, now they closin' in
Too fly to take it from me
Niggas fakin', bummy
But I got a Tommy bomber
Tell me when this drop
It's back to the bando
Killin' every track, gotta light another candle
[Hook x2: Chase Benji]
We just lookin' for the brighter days
We hot, no fireplace
Niggas hate, they stressed out
Got left out, right away
We just waitin' for the sun to shine
Niggas hate when I come alive
They don't get no grain
No blue bills, they colorblind
