(Beatgang)
Let's get it
(Bitch, you know Antt did the beat) ayy

Brodie bring that shit in town, yeah, that shit around
Loudest of the loud, pausin' up, we can't bust 'em down (whole thing)
Nigga mad, his BM around, boy, you know this bitch a whore (fuck that)
You already on child support, don't get put on life support

Summertime comin', bitch, we ready
We got ice galore (bitch, we ready)
More stripes than Adidas
But we get what's on them Nikes, boy (what's that?)
What is that? A check, bitch
I know they look alike
But that's a 'Rari, not no 'Vette, bitch
I know y'all niggas tough but we some steppers
Don't get stretched, bitch
All my niggas work and when we die
That's when we rest, bitch (that's when we gon' chill, nigga)
You hear me? Ayy, brodie call my phone
He say the Feds runnin' Grandview (damn)
He only twenty-three, but when he touch, he gon' have grandkids
I told him when he free, he gettin' a mansion and bad bitch (I got it)
Text me yo' inmate number and call me when them bands hit
He like, "Bet, I love you, bro, I'm chillin' in his bitch
Yo' album just hit the player, you was trippin' on that bitch, nigga" (goin' crazy)

While they blow it, we gon' stack it
While they bullshit, we hustlin' (keep grindin')
I don't know you, I can't serve you
You don't like it, nigga, fuck you (fuck on)
Had 'em niggas pull up, bust you (boom)
Don't work out, but I got muscle (yeah)
When we in the whip, we clutchin'
If we up it, we gon' bust it (boom)

Let 'em blow it, we gon' stack it
While they bullshit, we hustlin' (keep grindin')
I don't know you, I can't serve you
You don't like it, nigga, fuck you (fuck on, nigga)
Had 'em niggas pull up, bust you
Don't work out, but I got muscle (boom)
Yeah, I cut them niggas off
I couldn't trust 'em niggas, fuck 'em

Ayy, my plug think he slick, he sent a whole 'nother fo' blocks
House is in the deep end, fuck it, here, go get fo' blocks
I call brodie, what you want? Don't go outside without yo' Glock
I'm in that Lamb' truck in Cali, bangin' Welcome to O-Block (Von)
Get a brick and then I stretch it, hit a bitch and make my exit
I let Icebox bust my AP and let Gary bust my Prezi' (ice)
Youngin' wanna work the trap but low-key, I don't think he ready (he ain't)
He just see the benefits, you know that fetti got us heavy (slow down)
I just bought a mansion, coulda bought a couple Skeli's
Let these niggas buy they jewelry
Give 'em six months, they gon' sell it (three months)
These niggas ain't my opps, I got rich and they got jealous (fuck nigga)
They can't get in my presence, I'm the king, niggas peasants (no cap)

While they blow it, we gon' stack it
While they bullshit, we hustlin' (keep grindin')
I don't know you, I can't serve you
You don't like it, nigga, fuck you (fuck on)
Had 'em niggas pull up, bust you (boom)
Don't work out, but I got muscle (yeah)
When we in the whip, we clutchin'
If we up it, we gon' bust it (boom)

Let 'em blow it, we gon' stack it
While they bullshit, we hustlin' (keep grindin')
I don't know you, I can't serve you
You don't like it, nigga, fuck you (fuck on, nigga)
Had 'em niggas pull up, bust you
Don't work out, but I got muscle (boom)
Yeah, I cut them niggas off
I couldn't trust 'em niggas, fuck 'em (fuck them niggas)

You ain't where you wanna be at, nigga? Keep hustlin'
Y'all know what to do, you ain't got as much money as you want, nigga?
Keep hustlin', you heard me?
Ha
(Beatgang)

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Writer(s): Anthony Mathis, Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.