Mr. 2-17 - Dream Team lyrics

[Verse 1: Strap] f** what y'all heard, we going in on top f**ing Pittsburg now we pop y'all top I'm on Candler Road with the real D boys And everything foreign we ain't rent these toys Diamonds on my neck and (?) Throw your set up throw your click up n***a what you represent? We some Street Executives aka professionals Know I brought the party pack (?) [Verse 2: Quez] I get it, I pop it, I show it Them percocets got me on Mars I do not f** with them boys (2x) Look n***a I'm the sensai Better make sure that your rent paid Before you come popping your sh** You get popped in your sh** and I hop in a 6 tre I'm with my brother (?) He doing 20 a week We ain't worried about them little-bity b**hes they ain't f**ing with Street Couple multimillion dollar n***as in a multimillion dollar trap 20k on the front and 20k on the back, b**h!