[Intro: 604Blizzy]
Yeah, Peezy, what up, though?
(Intense)
[Verse 1: 604Blizzy]
Free Rio 'til that shit backwards
They need to get you an Oscar 'cause you a fuckin' actor
Hit that doctor from the back, she need a chiropractor
I feel like Sidhu Moose, I'ma slide in this tractor
I'm the first in my city to bridge the fucking gap
Bro running so long, I don't need a fucking map
Brodie got the chunk on him, in my city, that's a strap
He was talkin' out his neck 'til his ass got slapped
If Cans put the beat on, you know I'm gon' deliver
I told her it's Blizzard C's and then she got the fuckin' shivers
Hundred times a day, running 'cross the Fraser River
I started doin' my thing, my fuckin' friends got bitter
Five eighty bands, we flying to the moon
Wipe that mug up off your face, you ain't no mothеrfucking goon
I got it out the trap, you had a silver spoon
Brodie itching for thе smoke, I'm thinkin' of calling the platoon
I ain't where I wanna be, but I'm getting there
Heard the glizzy rocked him back and forth like a rocking chair
I didn't have an elevator, had to take the stairs
Now it's droptop in the summer, in the winter, Moncler
I'm on a ninety-day grind like I'm Peezy
I put on for my city just like I'm Jeezy
Dirty Styrofoam cup just like I'm Weezy
I keep shitting on you bitches, man, this shit is too easy
Yeah, Peezy, what up, though?
(Intense)
[Verse 1: 604Blizzy]
Free Rio 'til that shit backwards
They need to get you an Oscar 'cause you a fuckin' actor
Hit that doctor from the back, she need a chiropractor
I feel like Sidhu Moose, I'ma slide in this tractor
I'm the first in my city to bridge the fucking gap
Bro running so long, I don't need a fucking map
Brodie got the chunk on him, in my city, that's a strap
He was talkin' out his neck 'til his ass got slapped
If Cans put the beat on, you know I'm gon' deliver
I told her it's Blizzard C's and then she got the fuckin' shivers
Hundred times a day, running 'cross the Fraser River
I started doin' my thing, my fuckin' friends got bitter
Five eighty bands, we flying to the moon
Wipe that mug up off your face, you ain't no mothеrfucking goon
I got it out the trap, you had a silver spoon
Brodie itching for thе smoke, I'm thinkin' of calling the platoon
I ain't where I wanna be, but I'm getting there
Heard the glizzy rocked him back and forth like a rocking chair
I didn't have an elevator, had to take the stairs
Now it's droptop in the summer, in the winter, Moncler
I'm on a ninety-day grind like I'm Peezy
I put on for my city just like I'm Jeezy
Dirty Styrofoam cup just like I'm Weezy
I keep shitting on you bitches, man, this shit is too easy
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