[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
We here to slump lames
I only rock with real guys and big willies, you niggas chump change
So let the pump aim, go ahead and block your chest
By trying to rock your vest, it'll do nothing
We let the metal clap, and make you pedal back
Wait, your face'll break, and your head'll crack
This for my guys, no choice but to peddle crack
Beef we'll settle that, drama we'll level cats
And on the block known, but never spots blown
Go ahead and shop them rocks, get your block sewn
And if you hustle grams, get more weight like a muscle man
And wrap them grands in a rubber band
A slug spark in your muscle fam
And I ain't never met Martin, but I'm the hustle man
Got what you need and you wanting fam
My dudes is rude, eating the food straight out your stomach, damn!
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
This for my live niggas
Hit the strip, move them pies niggas
Drop a stack to get fly niggas
Roll the leaf and get high niggas
Hustle just to get by niggas
Yeah, you my niggas
And for them street cats
When it's beef let the heat clap
Leave you leaking where your feets at
Hold something, tell you keep that
It's clearly our year and we're taking the streets back
We here to slump lames
I only rock with real guys and big willies, you niggas chump change
So let the pump aim, go ahead and block your chest
By trying to rock your vest, it'll do nothing
We let the metal clap, and make you pedal back
Wait, your face'll break, and your head'll crack
This for my guys, no choice but to peddle crack
Beef we'll settle that, drama we'll level cats
And on the block known, but never spots blown
Go ahead and shop them rocks, get your block sewn
And if you hustle grams, get more weight like a muscle man
And wrap them grands in a rubber band
A slug spark in your muscle fam
And I ain't never met Martin, but I'm the hustle man
Got what you need and you wanting fam
My dudes is rude, eating the food straight out your stomach, damn!
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
This for my live niggas
Hit the strip, move them pies niggas
Drop a stack to get fly niggas
Roll the leaf and get high niggas
Hustle just to get by niggas
Yeah, you my niggas
And for them street cats
When it's beef let the heat clap
Leave you leaking where your feets at
Hold something, tell you keep that
It's clearly our year and we're taking the streets back
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