[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
Jumped up off the porch
And hopped up in my ford
b**hes entertain when they feel a n***a more
I don't feel the same when I get up and explore
Two women in my [?] i'm in between [?]
Here come the train n***a go and hop aboard
Cause they get left n***a but the choice is yours
Money in my fist and good smoke I'm adored
Fresh to [?]
I've been around the world they won't ever catch me boy
You say you f** these girls but they really [?] boy
I've been around the world they won't ever catch me boy
You say you f** these girls but they really [?] boy
[Verse 2: Gizmo]
What the f**s a scene smokin green aqua marine
I been doin it since junt, I still don't feel like I'm nineteen
You just a ghost on Halloween, somethin everybody's seen gizmo creepin while you sleepin cross the globe In submarines
Tell me who the f** wanna come start sh**
Pull up my apartment I'm gunna rip apart sh**
Rippin outchya heart kid, leavin blood on the carpet
Log in to the market, where I'm sellin my targets
I don't f** wit b**hes playin stupid, I'm not dumb I see right through it
Somethins different in the movement, let's go get it lets get to it
Lets get to it lets get to it
I don't f** wit b**hes playin stupid, I'm not dumb I see right through it
Somethins different in the movement, let's go get it lets get to it
Lets get to it lets get to it
[Verse 3: Prohibeo]
I can't take no advice from a f**boy
Yall ain't in our lane
They know of our name and its because we f**in up da game
Ain't it funny how sh** changed
They used to talk down just a year ago
Me and gizmo quick to k**
And now the k**in serial
Its been f** the world and f** these items they material
b**h i dont feel the same
If u want it we can play
But ill tell you right now
I ain't interested in playin games
I just wanna see the light forever
Never see the flames
Cold like the winter
Flow steady like the f**in rain
f** all that f** sh**
You ain't pullin up b**h
Half these rappers f**in p**y
So they ain't ever gon start sh**
I been rollin blunts
So pearledey
Lookin like some pretzel sticks
Why they wanna f** wit me
What you got to gain from dis
Think u got me
All you gettin
Is face full of my kids
I know dat
You still watchin
But it dont bother me b**h
I been mindin my own bidness
And eatin rappers for lunch
Prohibeo dont care about fame
That sh** change yall too much