[Verse 1: Jase]
Yo Jase be the one wanna see you doing good
If I could
Hit them, give them
Turkeys for the hood
Homewood Suites be the place
Where we lay with them freaks
When our tour touch them streets
Gotta give them what they need
I gotta hit you in future tense
Even though the futures tense
Idiots for presidents
Country gotta be getting bent
I never sweat when a hoe n***a ain't got no love for me
Never miss a step
Tammy, Tisha, Keisha, Pam, maybe even Sam
Eat it all up no beginners luck
Cause they all just f** with me
(Ay Jase can you please stop puffin La La)
Word to Kos, n***a why lie
We probably die high
Like kiss the sky high
My East Flatbush b**h call me Poppa
f**ing with rough sh**, legs tight around my collar
(Enough of p**y talk)
College loans grip the dollars
But grace to Allah
We do this rap sh** proper
n***as who went double platinum
New sh** copper
And that's a sure bet
Take that a** to Nevada, n***a
[Hook]
I got baby girl bumping the clutch better believe it
She be home wet than a mug I can relieve it
Anytime met her at clubs she looking scenic
I can give you all that you want what you be needing, Something for the weekend, something for the evening, Something for the weekend, something for the evening, Something for the weekend, something for the evening
[Verse 2: Kos D]
Yo I'm just feeling like I'm just getting into 24
And at 24 I thought I'd be doing a little more
But at 24 I guess I learnt you got to let that go
There you go sticking and posting the rope a dope
When the joint throwing the punches, I'm having brunches
With hunches on switches who wanna f** this, crush this Maybe s** dick, talking about in public
I'm tossing caution to wind when I'm f**ing with shorty friend
Nasty she look like vashtie the other ca**ie
Now she talking bout the dick while I'm in Europe smoking nasty hashish
You better ask me what these trashy ashy
ba*tards have in common with the hashish
I hope they don't ask me if I like this sh**
Ima light the spliff and give it right this here
Yo you need it more than I do
Crew don't move like mine do
Plate the chicken mangu
Picklis on the side though
My team be eating good though
Coming around the bush though
Cleaner the willy the whistle
I'm crystal, round these parts they call me Monte cristo Shorties carry tissues for my n***ah like we mike jack
Representing for all my n***ahz independent a**
We dro smoking a**, wake up in the morning a**
Have y'all fear factors jump up like Joe Rogan a**
Toking fast never gave much for the token black
Where yo focus at busting these raps, like smoking gats
And you know we at, Brooklyn n***ahz back on the map
We out 'chea man
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Reese]
You'll always be a part of me, if we're talking tonight's plan
One night stand of f**ing's enough of us in my lifespan
The right man, not me, will get to sit in that hot seat
To give you what you need, if you want D, you got me
Prolly, these women onto me, I'm just asking to chill
But I'm willing to let ‘em cash in if they fitting the bill
Looking for liquor to spill while I'm surveying the setting
And prepping to get on my bully, like an afterschool special
You could pencil my time to the minute
‘Cause I handle my business
Trick is to dig in n***as' chests while I'm finessing their women
Soon as I get ‘em, I ditch em, then it's back to the office
Ducking calls and logging off, ‘cause a n***a's exhausted
Boss hawking, be on my back
Like cut a n***a some slack
Y'all barely paying with no perks, this work sh** is just wack
The first chance to peace out
I'm gone, like Reese out
To hit the beach with my team, no sleeves, my feet out
Just coasting
[Hook]