Masterminds CashClick Boog & Rio Da Yung OG

[Intro]
(Fre$co, that's cold)
(K$hareBeats)

[Verse 1: CashClick Boog]
Drunk a six ounce of Wock', my whole pop polluted
Tell the feds free Gunna Man, they tryna stop the movement
My bitch into doin' fraud and prostitution
Hop out in a tailormade suit like the mobsters do it
Used to watch Paid N Full, that was my influence
What's the point of havin' soldiers 'round and don't know how to use 'em?
Bitch, you pull that strap out, best know how to use it
Gucci scarf wrapped around my head, but I'm not a Mus—
(A what?), I mean I'm not a Muslim
Just sold a hundred 'bows of loads, I do not be woofin'
I can berak down the AR and not be lookin'
When I pop them pink Percs, my eyes get crooked
Me and Los found the secret sauce, we masterminds
Rio's tryna buy all the drink, I gotta stash some lines
Pull through the hood, jump out and dap my slimes
I be feelin' like we all we got half the time
Ask somebody else to hit they weed, I ain't passin' mine
Pour a deuce in the peach Crush, I never had this kind
Seen an opp with his kids, he get a pass this time
Then seen him by hisself, that's his ass this time