Packy - Tighten Up lyrics

[Intro} We are the music makers And we are the dreamers of the dreams [Verse 1: Packy] Already, 808s on, heavy Me and the speakers getting blown in this Chevy, like, woah Hit me on the flip side Girl got a motor, and I love the way the whip ride Certified, dope sh**, flow sick, choes for the whole clique So thick, no sh**, pose for the hoe's pic Then I'm outtie, outtie with a quickness How many people you know getting rowdy doing business? At the same time, it's game time And my whole crew giving all the gra** gang signs If it ain't about a dollar, it's all about a dime If it ain't about a dollar, then I'm outta my mind Get a grip Went from taking what I was given to taken what I could get Don't leave any money on the table: that's a tip Couple rounds down and it's OT I G-O, then I OD I'm good [Hook: Packy] I don't know about you Oh, you got a hit? Well a boy got two Oh, you think you can flow a little? Well a boy can too Ain't nothing you can do, that the boy can't do I tell em all tighten up, tighten up I tell em all tighten up, tighten up Haters say get out The chicks say get at, me. (Yeah) They heard about the team, and I'm with that I'm really good [Verse 2: Nych G] You dealing with that new school dude Getting paper like a book All eyes on me, oh Tell me how I look If confidence is key, well then I guess I be a locksmith Find me on the plane getting brain in the co*kpit It's obvious my attitude is longitude and latitude Confusing fools like Rubik's cubes And I ain't even make a move They don't see my point of view So I have a point to prove Once you make the news, single women seem to come in twos Ironic, but I'm only being honest If I say that I'm the hottest, it's a promise I'm done being modest to these artists, "they the hardest out" Large amounts in bank accounts is really what I'm all about No doubt, I'm in route, motherf**ing detour A monster on these beats Yeah, the flow be on that Igor Packy told em: tighten up Stacks told em: line em up Me I'm feeling light em up Then roll a blunt and get high as f** [Hook] I don't know about you Oh, you got a hit? Well a boy got two Oh, you think you can flow a little? Well a boy can too Ain't nothing you can do, that the boy can't do I tell em all tighten up, tighten up I tell em all tighten up, tighten up Haters say get out The chicks say get at, me They heard about the team, and I'm with that [Verse 3: Ajax Stacks] Yo, all I hear is High Rise this, and High Rise that Salute to the skies, cause, dog, that's where High Rise at Look can guarantee hits when High Rise at bat Your girl loving the crew She got a High Rise tat Damn, man, I put her on everything Bada boom, bada bing, don't forget your wedding ring I probably made her sing until I heard that cash came Then my a** came and changed over to the fast lane Polo thing, without no sting Got the whip dipped in candy ram From afar, looked like a smart car Cause you know n***a getting brain When I'm riding around, I'm getting it She riding on top and I'm hitting it I know you hate it I'm constipated; I really couldn't give a sh** Got the Speck on deck Got the tech on deck Here's a hollow tip: protect your neck Cause our Wu Tang go bang bang In that new thing like a flip kang And Nych's got his kicks out Looking like the High Rise Liu Kang You better tighten up, when we lighten up Cause the stream ain't get hard to hang like: [Hook] I don't know about you Oh, you got a hit? Well a boy got two Oh, you think you can flow a little? Well a boy can too Ain't nothing you can do, that the boy can't do I tell em all tighten up, tighten up I tell em all tighten up, tighten up Haters say get out The chicks say get at, me They heard about the team, and I'm with that I'm really good