Bambú - Dickies Black Chucks lyrics

[Intro: Bambu] Yeah Got that Old Spice paste in my hair, yeah And in my eyebrows too G sh**, bang Yah Ok Phat, this is take two [Verse 1: Bambu] But [Do he not know who he f**in' with?] Do he not know who he f**in' with? Yo He must like harm Im saying my dawg 'Do he know who he f**in' with? [Me! (x3)] I got the alarm And got the night guard As soon as he rushin There's fishing line across the door Soon as he triping He slide on the floor I take out the chrome I say man hol' up Better you keep your a** down on the floor I am not here to bring you any pain I just came up with the get some backpay In the break room, you know my face [You know my face bruh'] I know you tripping You got a kid in school And those bills from the college are high [Way high] You just remain cool And I get you a couple of stacks between you and I Now it's the safe [pfft], easy [Easy] I've been back here slaving my shifts' And my boss is dumber than f**, when he open it up I memorised all of the clicks Six left [Uh], nine right [Uh], five twice [Uh], clap thrice [Clap * 3] Spin, handle to the left Now we celebratin' for the night In my... [Hook] Dickies black chucks black hoodie and a beanie (x4) [Bang Bang] [Verse 2 : Bambu] The homies over at Macy's [What up bruh?] And they runnin' scams on a daily They can see money's a movin' [Ching Ching (x2)] But that don't reflect in none of their wages So, the homie will ring you up for a pair of socks [Hey] and validation [Thank you!] You walk out with half a stack worth of that Name brand fashion Got you name brand bangin' Goin' c**ain slangin' While the ones who born to money lookin' down in distaste [?] I ain't say sh** I AK [Rrrah] I put cott-on my face [Hello] Shotgun buck shots, three a crate? Clearance sale [Hurray] Now I ain't suggesting you rob your job I am suggesting you talk to your boss [Hey let me talk to you real quick] And say, you don't treat me like I am a family man Im taking off into your jaw Im sayin', it's cla** work It's bad grades And we work hard For unjust pay And that congress man who rep' your state [f** that fool] Got a twenty grand check to lock you away So I say, do what it may This for these kids, and DTLA [Brrrrah] They make a million dollars off a slave So my uniform of the day Gon' be... [Hook] [Outro: Bambu] Give me the cash open the dope in the bag, grab all the money and dash (x4) Give me the cash open the dope in the bag, grab all the money and dash (x7) (Give me the cash, Give me the give me the cash (x2), Give me the cash Open the dope in the bag [Brrrap] ) Dickies black chucks black hoodie and a beanie (x4) [Girl] Dickes black chucks black hoddie, my weeny [Brrrah] [Working Kla** Kla**y laughs] [Speach] [Not Bambu] This one goes out for my hustlers The working cla** Nine-to-fivers and go-getters Don't let green gra** grow up under your feet Get up, get out, and squeeze them streets - Know what I'm talking about? [Agreement] Don't let your dream turn to nightmares The sky's not the limit - if you ain't scared. [Huh] Now, who ain't told you? I know the club close at two But you still gone hit the after hours until the sky turn blue Just make sure you get up before the rooster cry - Gettin' ya early bird on, y'dig? [Yup] Prioritize Heavy on the grind Make sure to keep your needs and wants separated - if you plan to make it This is for my party workers Yeah Party Worker