BELTBOYZ Chuckyy

[Intro]
We back and we crazy on these fake-ass niggas, gang (You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Gang, foenem

[Chorus]
BeltBoyz, we been givin' niggas belt
I ain't gon' never stop this slidin' shit 'til foenem sat on that shelf
Niggas be goofy, we really slidin' joints, we really play with Dracs (Nigga)
You took that lil' bitch to Ruth's Chris, I cracked that bitch on the first date
Lil' bitch, you cool, but you gotta bounce after I fuck, you cannot stay
My scammin' homie'll Zelle you quick, nah, I'm just playin', bring me a Chase
A couple years ago, I ain't had shit, now I'm puttin' this shit in they face
Bitch, I don't do the attitude, quick to put a bitch right in her place (Bitch, shut up)
She come to my crib, she bad as hell, when she leave, got a fucked up lace
Fuck dude 'nem on the other side, for they bitch ass, I drop the rakes
Niggas be lyin', said they be lookin' for me, I be outside every day (Nigga, why you lyin'?)

[Verse]
Niggas be bappin' to these bitches, sayin' how I'm they opp, that shit be gay
When I was eleven, I turned thirteen, fuck 12, we do not fuck with jakes, nigga
If we ain't blood, be cool 'cause I'll still drop your gate (Nigga)
This shit get risky in the trenches, boy, niggas dyin' every day (Grrah, uh, uh)
When you see me, you better not run, ain't no point, you still gon' die today
I woke up feelin' kind of good, told foenem, "Let's go slide today"
Niggas be bitches, they ass be thinkin' they tough 'cause they ass slammin' rakes
I told the bitch bend over, touch her toes, I feel like Kevin Gates (Damn, ooh, gang)
This lil' bitch loose up out the rocks, she do her dance like Marvin Gaye (Gaye)
I'm just a product of the trenches, tryna bail out and touch his face (Switch his face, nigga)
We don't give a fuck about the jakes, we take they ass on high-speed chases (Skrrt)