Verse 1:
Man I love my friends, my n***as, my brothers
Man we bout' to blow up, you artist better cover
We Carnage, Jordan, Beware, Hashtag
Boubie, Luhman, Sammy J, push back
Jay R, Odie, we got em'
Weak n***as we shot em'
Wackamole we bopped em'
Rubberband we popped em'
GMF, we on the grind, oh god, can't stop em'
Creative a** rappers, and producers, we thinking smart
Yall n***as just hear a beat and do not know where to start
Shameful, super lousy
Tired, super drowsy
Cause im in the studio all night, don't come around me
Cuz I am focused, mixing these songs
Send it to Robert he put his verse on
(I Like That)
Put it on Sound Cloud, hoping its tight
And its so geeked, looking for likes
Hit up Nell, talk about the dream
Hit Jay up, talk about the cream
Cause the main reason im rapping is to get this god damn cheese
Street
Its that god, money, family
God, music, family
Others piss off like Chef Ramsay, boy
Chorus:
(background voice)
What would I do without my team
What would I do without my team
My team (10x)
What would I do, My Team
My team (3x)
What would I do without my team (2x)
Yeah