[Intro: Troy Ave]
Had to turn the levels down a lil' bit
I got it
BSB
P. Reign what up my G
[Verse 1: Troy Ave]
Troy Ave young boss
I'm on another level like Mars
See me up like the stars
I got a spaceship for upcall
6 Series Bimmer, it's not mine but f** it it's my dawgs
I rap [?] when I floss but when I'm on the crib with these hoes
I'mma make a call, get a car for my man
A n***a ride and drop [?]
Pull up to the spot, put her hand in my pants
She pull a n***a co*k put her head in my [?]
[?]
I made most of my money off crack
I ain't gossip, I'm just stating facts
I got that Dolce&Gabbana [?]
9mm ciggy, she finna teed up her name Tiggy
Okay I changed her name to "be discret"
Her name really Chanel and she sneaky
She in with yo boy when the man ain't home
He hittin' the girl like : Where she goin'?
b**h [?] act to a bestfriend phone
[?] and don't
[Hook: Troy Ave & P. Reign]
I be sub-stabbing in my Coogi
k**ers and commas lucci
Won't let her hope it seduce me
Me and my dawgs we salugi
Take her for some fun in the 6
She just wanna come with the clique
Told Gucci pull in the whip
n***a I got guns in this b**h
[Verse 2: P. Reign]
Talk to me, talk to me
Take the leash off your b**h, tell her walk to me
Big dawg man these puppies can't bark with me
Cheat the club like Atlanta brought the hoax with me
Imma bless you know I keep dawg with me
Still a lot of n***a [?] the shark with me
Got your shawty at the window yellin' "Run Ricky"
And f** it if I get caught Imma call Drizzy
I'm the n***a to see, I still get it for cheap
From like a year ago with me [?] yellin free [?]
Never mention my name, never mention my team
Or your head on the curb, n***a swallow your teeth
n***a pull up and see, it ain't nothin' to beef
Know we got expensive tastes but the bullets are cheap
Imma do this one for Yams, [?]
She want a young wavy n***a made her swallow to see
[Hook: Troy Ave & P. Reign]
I be sub-stabbing in my Coogi
k**ers and commas and lucci
Won't let her hope it seduce me
Me and my dawgs we salugi
Take her for some fun in the 6
She just wanna come with the clique
Told Gucci pull in the whip
n***a I got guns in this b**h
[Verse 3: Troy Ave & P. Reign]
MMC
Money Murder Crew
It's a proven fact and we'll murder you, hypothetically speaking
I'm going to jail if the police [?]
Into my past n***as I done pa**
Tell to my lawyer I beat it with cash
Off cookin' up mash, potato [?]
Swear to God, I thought I was gon get the 8080
Me, a n***a so blessed, I ain't riding a GSL
I came from the bottom now a n***a doin' damn well
Lately at the top, pay me you'll get pot
Used to work on the block now I'm watchin' the stock
I can handle the rock like I handle the Glock
Okay come see I'm [?] with the shot
Shout out my n***a cause you know that's my n***a
If I tell you I love you, girl you know it's the liquor
Only answer for money so if you're callin' me n***a
Then you better say "Cheese" like you pose for the picture (Woah)
[Hook: Troy Ave & P. Reign]
I be sub-stabbing in my Coogi
k**ers and commas lucci
Won't let her hope it seduce me
Me and my dawgs we salugi
Take her for some fun in the 6
She just wanna come with the clique
Told Gucci pull in the whip
n***a I got guns in this b**h