My crew
We gon get the juice
Were finna pull up like a zoo
Like Rafiqi in Waikiki
We've been lost and confused
Like zoom
With the nike swoosh
Were finna blow up by the booth
They cant see me, they cant free me
Ive been caught up in the views
Fee Fi Fo Fum
Feeling like a shogun
When I hold back they react on the run
Having too much fun
Gotta go pay some
Cant skip tracks no facts no funds
Why you wanna play that
Trash on snapchat
I might have to shoot my shot like a gun
Im picky picky picking packs for the lungs
Im tricky tricky tricking sheep for the shunned
No more cigs for the cancer
No more weed for the anger
No more sins for the camera
No more OGs no gangsters
Got speakers going hammer
Time to raise up the standards
Did I stutter or stammer
No I don't deal with banter
I got pesos
In my place now
And got scars all on my face
I just say so
Got the Fuego
People pouring for the fame
Like a drako
Girls like J-Lo
But get shade thrown in my face
I cant lay low
Im like Thanos
Too much power in my place
They can take you
They can slay you
Then get mad when you have changed
They can break you
Try to wake you
While you're busy with the pain
No more cigs for the cancer
No more weed for the anger
No more sins for the camera
No more OGs no gangsters
Got speakers going hammer
Time to raise up the standards
Did I stutter or stammer
No I don't deal with banter
Dash
Want like 40k cash
40 on his belt Another 40 in his hand
Smash
Got a devil by the band
Grands inn the hand what I want in demand
She wants blow uh
I don't even know uh
Girl go get back for the sake of the punt
I gon go hard
Fast like a Nascar
I turn your whole crew into some chum
Feed ya to the sharks uh
Deep in the dark uh
Yeah you gon remember I am the one
Call me the super Saiyan son
Hulk gonna go hard like a blunt
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My crew
We gon get the juice
Were finna pull up like a zoo
Like Rafiqi in Waikiki
We've been lost and confused
Like zoom
With the nike swoosh
Were finna blow up by the booth
They cant see me, they cant free me
Ive been caught up in the views
Fee Fi Fo Fum
Feeling like a shogun
When I hold back they react on the run
Having too much fun
Gotta go pay some
Cant skip tracks no facts no funds
Why you wanna play that
Trash on snapchat
I might have to shoot my shot like a gun
Im picky picky picking packs for the lungs
Im tricky tricky tricking sheep for the shunned
No more cigs for the cancer
No more weed for the anger
No more sins for the camera
No more OGs no gangsters
Got speakers going hammer
Time to raise up the standards
Did I stutter or stammer
No I don't deal with banter
I got pesos
In my place now
And got scars all on my face
I just say so
Got the Fuego
People pouring for the fame
Like a drako
Girls like J-Lo
But get shade thrown in my face
I cant lay low
Im like Thanos
Too much power in my place
They can take you
They can slay you
Then get mad when you have changed
They can break you
Try to wake you
While you're busy with the pain
No more cigs for the cancer
No more weed for the anger
No more sins for the camera
No more OGs no gangsters
Got speakers going hammer
Time to raise up the standards
Did I stutter or stammer
No I don't deal with banter
Dash
Want like 40k cash
40 on his belt Another 40 in his hand
Smash
Got a devil by the band
Grands inn the hand what I want in demand
She wants blow uh
I don't even know uh
Girl go get back for the sake of the punt
I gon go hard
Fast like a Nascar
I turn your whole crew into some chum
Feed ya to the sharks uh
Deep in the dark uh
Yeah you gon remember I am the one
Call me the super Saiyan son
Hulk gonna go hard like a blunt
We gon get the juice
Were finna pull up like a zoo
Like Rafiqi in Waikiki
We've been lost and confused
Like zoom
With the nike swoosh
Were finna blow up by the booth
They cant see me, they cant free me
Ive been caught up in the views
Fee Fi Fo Fum
Feeling like a shogun
When I hold back they react on the run
Having too much fun
Gotta go pay some
Cant skip tracks no facts no funds
Why you wanna play that
Trash on snapchat
I might have to shoot my shot like a gun
Im picky picky picking packs for the lungs
Im tricky tricky tricking sheep for the shunned
No more cigs for the cancer
No more weed for the anger
No more sins for the camera
No more OGs no gangsters
Got speakers going hammer
Time to raise up the standards
Did I stutter or stammer
No I don't deal with banter
I got pesos
In my place now
And got scars all on my face
I just say so
Got the Fuego
People pouring for the fame
Like a drako
Girls like J-Lo
But get shade thrown in my face
I cant lay low
Im like Thanos
Too much power in my place
They can take you
They can slay you
Then get mad when you have changed
They can break you
Try to wake you
While you're busy with the pain
No more cigs for the cancer
No more weed for the anger
No more sins for the camera
No more OGs no gangsters
Got speakers going hammer
Time to raise up the standards
Did I stutter or stammer
No I don't deal with banter
Dash
Want like 40k cash
40 on his belt Another 40 in his hand
Smash
Got a devil by the band
Grands inn the hand what I want in demand
She wants blow uh
I don't even know uh
Girl go get back for the sake of the punt
I gon go hard
Fast like a Nascar
I turn your whole crew into some chum
Feed ya to the sharks uh
Deep in the dark uh
Yeah you gon remember I am the one
Call me the super Saiyan son
Hulk gonna go hard like a blunt
Writer: Dalton McIntosh
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid