[Verse 1: Manolo Rose and Funk Flex]
Uh-huh, let's go
I came into this game on Ave back
The same way Jay came in on Jaz back
We all seen what happened with that, facts (Yeah!)
I might send you a text in all caps (No caps!)
Huh, like this is old
Got my Spanish chick at home, she cooking that chicharron
I probably out cheatin' so all I hear on the phone is butahs, anybody tones
Soul claps for you niggas out there trying
Bunch of little me's, I should change my name to Simon
Jeep Pathfinder, feeling like I'm Danny Diamondz
Lex GS was assessin' the 'jects
I had to up the ante to a Bentley, nothing more, nothing less (Uh-huh)
You give me kids with no food up in they stomach (Mmm!)
And give 'em something to aspire to
Fake gold with no diamonds is what a liar do
Drop me in the jungle, I came out rockin' a fur, that's what a lion do
This is all food for thoughts, you do the dishes
Your OG handed you packs, you did the disher
While I was out countin' the math doin' addition
And niggas get religious when them bullets stop missin'
Brothers kill brothers all the time, can forget about Abel
Exodus 20:13 is what saved you
[Verse 2: Manolo Rose]
I'm still here out fresh off the deal and I'm doing dumb shit
Off-White three days straight, fly bum shit
Herringbone, no Cuban, I'm on my new shit
Stack season, no spendin', I'm on my juice shit
Niggas want to ride my wave with no surfboard
Niggas want to ride my dick with no helmet on
Brown liquor, no Hinton, D'usse way
Cult killer, calm nigga, call me Willie Horton
A Max it 45 hundred, talkin' dirty now
Got the picture streamin' out now like Big Abel's out
Bitches said I got that glow like I'm fresh out
Thirty deep up in the club you know how we do
Turn it to a Flatbush alley, you know how we move
Boom boom boom, boom boom boom, that's two time
J.P., throw up the set, still super, Flex
Tin bottle, gold ace, off the CashApp
Uh-huh, let's go
I came into this game on Ave back
The same way Jay came in on Jaz back
We all seen what happened with that, facts (Yeah!)
I might send you a text in all caps (No caps!)
Huh, like this is old
Got my Spanish chick at home, she cooking that chicharron
I probably out cheatin' so all I hear on the phone is butahs, anybody tones
Soul claps for you niggas out there trying
Bunch of little me's, I should change my name to Simon
Jeep Pathfinder, feeling like I'm Danny Diamondz
Lex GS was assessin' the 'jects
I had to up the ante to a Bentley, nothing more, nothing less (Uh-huh)
You give me kids with no food up in they stomach (Mmm!)
And give 'em something to aspire to
Fake gold with no diamonds is what a liar do
Drop me in the jungle, I came out rockin' a fur, that's what a lion do
This is all food for thoughts, you do the dishes
Your OG handed you packs, you did the disher
While I was out countin' the math doin' addition
And niggas get religious when them bullets stop missin'
Brothers kill brothers all the time, can forget about Abel
Exodus 20:13 is what saved you
[Verse 2: Manolo Rose]
I'm still here out fresh off the deal and I'm doing dumb shit
Off-White three days straight, fly bum shit
Herringbone, no Cuban, I'm on my new shit
Stack season, no spendin', I'm on my juice shit
Niggas want to ride my wave with no surfboard
Niggas want to ride my dick with no helmet on
Brown liquor, no Hinton, D'usse way
Cult killer, calm nigga, call me Willie Horton
A Max it 45 hundred, talkin' dirty now
Got the picture streamin' out now like Big Abel's out
Bitches said I got that glow like I'm fresh out
Thirty deep up in the club you know how we do
Turn it to a Flatbush alley, you know how we move
Boom boom boom, boom boom boom, that's two time
J.P., throw up the set, still super, Flex
Tin bottle, gold ace, off the CashApp
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