[Verse 1: Curtis Williams]
Who them young niggas blowing loud in the Dutch, all Raw no Swishers
I'm just trying to make a lot of money bring it home split it up with my niggas
Been told you box logos no v-necks keep it G till a young nigga finished
Know these boys see your nigga winning they don't wanna see this young nigga with it
Got a check and put them crosses on my denim
Bedroom like Jimmy's I be swimming in the woman
Brand new Bape and I wore it for the bitches
Went and made a lot bitch I'm still trying to get it
Said I wanted a M, ask label what I got
Roll it and I smoke it if I want it then I cop
Guess that's how you living when you start living
The way a nigga stunting hurt a nigga's feelings

[Verse 2: Danny Seth]
I ain't drop a verse unless I'm finna get paid or I'm fucking with my brothers
(on the real)
Then i told my brother curtis imma have the beat wrapped up like a cover
Fuck you chatting bout if it ain't me
This is Danny Seth, I ain't Danny Glover (Danny Seth motherfucker)
And the clothes I'm rocking so fucking rare just to find them man think you need a compass
My hand up in your girl like she's a puppet
And I'm repping london city like a motherfucking crumpet
Always blowing on the loud so man I'm feeling like a trumpet
And if you hear the *skrr skrr* then that means I'm fucking coming
I ain't fuck with police cause I'm never ever cuffing
Put the dick inside her mouth it touch her tummy
Nike boy the way I fucking run it
Two-9 thats my family like cousins
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