[Intro: Luh Tyler & Baby Jungle]
Yeah, nigga
(Ayo, Clipzy, this shit hard as hell)
(Xeno, you killin' it)
Fuck you mean? (Let's go)
Yeah, let's do it (Ski)
[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]
Get up in that mode, get my groove in (Get my groove in, nigga, ayy)
Nigga step up in the mall, I be done dropped a cool ten (A cool ten, nigga)
Tell 'em I can't rock the show if they don't let the crew in (The crew in, nigga)
With your bitch, I'm finna drop the top, man, we just cruisin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
Nigga, what? Ayy, we done brought them blues in (Them blues in, nigga)
Tell them niggas get up off they ass, they out thеre snoozin' (What the fuck?)
Nigga know we out hеre takin' dubs, it ain't no losin' (No losin')
Niggas went to switchin' out, yeah, I cut off a few friends (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Baby Jungle]
All these hundreds, countin' money, I done got a paper cut (On gang)
Niggas pull up, tell 'em pop out and get out to drop your nuts (Go and drop your nuts)
It ain't nothin' to pass the ball, you know my shooter real clutch (Naw, for real)
Lil' bro talkin' 'bout plain jane, I'm like, "Fuck it, go bust" (Go bustdown, nigga)
Let's do it, got my groove in (Huh)
Pull up in AMG Benz, don't need no new friends (Don't need no new friends)
Niggas reportin' what I do, they let the news in (Pussy nigga)
You snooze, then you lose, I promise I ain't losin'
Up early gettin' them blues in
Yeah, nigga
(Ayo, Clipzy, this shit hard as hell)
(Xeno, you killin' it)
Fuck you mean? (Let's go)
Yeah, let's do it (Ski)
[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]
Get up in that mode, get my groove in (Get my groove in, nigga, ayy)
Nigga step up in the mall, I be done dropped a cool ten (A cool ten, nigga)
Tell 'em I can't rock the show if they don't let the crew in (The crew in, nigga)
With your bitch, I'm finna drop the top, man, we just cruisin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
Nigga, what? Ayy, we done brought them blues in (Them blues in, nigga)
Tell them niggas get up off they ass, they out thеre snoozin' (What the fuck?)
Nigga know we out hеre takin' dubs, it ain't no losin' (No losin')
Niggas went to switchin' out, yeah, I cut off a few friends (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Baby Jungle]
All these hundreds, countin' money, I done got a paper cut (On gang)
Niggas pull up, tell 'em pop out and get out to drop your nuts (Go and drop your nuts)
It ain't nothin' to pass the ball, you know my shooter real clutch (Naw, for real)
Lil' bro talkin' 'bout plain jane, I'm like, "Fuck it, go bust" (Go bustdown, nigga)
Let's do it, got my groove in (Huh)
Pull up in AMG Benz, don't need no new friends (Don't need no new friends)
Niggas reportin' what I do, they let the news in (Pussy nigga)
You snooze, then you lose, I promise I ain't losin'
Up early gettin' them blues in
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