[Intro]
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[Chorus: LD]
Anywhere man spot them man, man drill it and go (Man, drill it)
Two man, two waps in black on wass, me and bro like Tommy and Ghost (Bros)
Big racks, big waps, we ain't gotta talk too much, they know (They know)
And she just wanna walk with a thug for expensive meals and shisha smoke (Ayy, mhm)
Anywhere man spot them man, man drill it and go (Man, drill it)
Two man, two waps in black on wass, me and bro like Tommy and Ghost (Yeah, all of that, all of that)
Big racks, big waps, we ain't gotta talk too much, they know (They know)
And she just wanna walk with a thug for expensive meals and shisha smoke (Ayy)
[Verse 1: Dimzy]
They're like "Dima, when you gonna cut down smoking?" (Never)
Cah I smoke too much
They're like "when will the Sixty's cut down drilling?" (Drilling)
Cah we drill too much
Poles, dingers, we bought too much, feds done a sweep, someone talks too much (Talks)
Hoes on my case tryna do too much and niggas get shot cah they talk too much (Bow)
Me, Money and Liquez stepped out drippy, stop it, they shine too much
Bro was in the jail when he lost his tizzy (Tizzy), cah he fights too much
I be smoking Cali, thinking about this money I'm getting, it's never enough
Feds on my case and they're stressing all on my dreads, I'm having enough
[Verse 2: Liquez & Lil Bibby]
Don't get me started on these streets (Don't), better think twice when it's Liquez
Don't care how much they rob of you, you know I'm still gonna back my beef (Bow, bow, bow)
When I rise that shit, take you off your feet
Them man just giving us 'nuff verbal, we give action, we don't speak (What?)
I spent 50 hundred on my teeth, I don't wanna hear, your talk is cheap (No)
And the weed I'm smoking's strong, you wanna smoke this 'cause your weed is weak (Loud)
Bored of the AP next, I'ma cop me a buss down Patek Philippe (Buss down, buss down)
Drip too hard, you'll remember me, now these fuck boys wanna put an end to me (Look, ayy)
You can try your luck with this skeng on me (Bow)
[Verse 3: Lil Bibby]
These niggas be talking like game but really they lame, for real (Really they lame, for-)
My youngens'll blow out his brains, they just want a name, for real
Popping on percs, I got pain to kill, smoking on dope, you need saved, for real
None of jewellery is stainless steel, cop me a bullet proof Range for real
Yeah, I'm gonna do some shit, I might just load up the Glock and go ludicrous
Niggas be talking 'bout murdering but they know we the ones doing it
I just might fuck on your bitch, I just hit her one time and I'm through with it
He wanna fight but I'm shootin' it, use your head before I put two in it
[Verse 4: Monkey]
Skrrt (Skrrt), bang, bang, bang, that's a couple shots on your blizzack (Yeah)
Why the opps dem so chatty? It was us man that brought the mizz out (Us)
Know the consequences for coming 'round, you're tark boy, you better sit down (Yeah)
Before the A-Team fucking skid 'round (Yeah)
Couple man wanna flex with gang, you weren't with us shooting in the gym now (You weren't)
Stuff on the tips and the spin now, just incase the gang gotta spin now
Young juggin' niggas, we drip now, Jordans on my feet, look how we jibs now
Should've went Cali if you wanted smoke, been wapped up since we been out (MACs and .40's)
[Verse 5: ASAP]
I got girls on my iPhone calling to bone (Ringing)
Same time I got cats on my brick phone calling for stones (Ringing, ringing)
Pussy don't pay so I told her "no" ('Low it)
I'm miles away with a pack, yeah, I'm trappin' far from home (Gone)
Two L's with the gang, or I might catch a opp on my own (Fishing)
Savage life that I live, the life that I live is too real (Savage)
How many times did guys try dash, but they don't make that run?
And their blood gets spilled (Bang)
[Chorus: LD]
Anywhere man spot them man, man drill it and go (Man, drill it)
Two man, two waps in black on wass, me and bro like Tommy and Ghost (Bros)
Big racks, big waps, we ain't gotta talk too much, they know (They know)
And she just wanna walk with a thug for expensive meals and shisha smoke (Ayy, mhm)
Anywhere man spot them man, man drill it and go (Man, drill it)
Two man, two waps in black on wass, me and bro like Tommy and Ghost (Yeah, all of that, all of that)
Big racks, big waps, we ain't gotta talk too much, they know (They know)
And she just wanna walk with a thug for expensive meals and shisha smoke (All of that, ayy)
