[Intro]
Yo (Turn)
[Chorus]
Me and Lizzie walked down that aisle
Now my outfit more than a couple thou' (One)
My nigga Vel chinged a yout bait face
And he still took the chance at trial (One)
I know that the new generation's fake
But trust me, the real niggas back in style
Gang dem style, cop that box, Pacquiao
Get it in, then smash it out
Man a 9-bar went in, not Michael Kao
I ain't go sleep in the bando, nah
One day I'll buy a house with lots of tiles (Turn, turn)
Five figures if I touch down
Either I'm uptown or out of town
Five figures if I touch down
Either I'm uptown or out of town
[Verse 1]
My young boy in the Bailey, not Crown, yo
How you lifed off and still countin' down?
Fеds wanna see us down and out
Truth is, they love it when thе gang go wild
Watch doin' grow like a brussels sprout
He just wanted to do it for the gang, not clout
That's why we see the jakes on ten toes, Asafa Powell ten toes
Dodgin' them jakes, all I wanted was velcros
Hit the jailhouse, it was knees and elbows
Now I get sold-out shows, man shell those
Adidas tracksuit, shell toes
Rekindle, man throw a stack in the crowd (Turn)
Yo (Turn)
[Chorus]
Me and Lizzie walked down that aisle
Now my outfit more than a couple thou' (One)
My nigga Vel chinged a yout bait face
And he still took the chance at trial (One)
I know that the new generation's fake
But trust me, the real niggas back in style
Gang dem style, cop that box, Pacquiao
Get it in, then smash it out
Man a 9-bar went in, not Michael Kao
I ain't go sleep in the bando, nah
One day I'll buy a house with lots of tiles (Turn, turn)
Five figures if I touch down
Either I'm uptown or out of town
Five figures if I touch down
Either I'm uptown or out of town
[Verse 1]
My young boy in the Bailey, not Crown, yo
How you lifed off and still countin' down?
Fеds wanna see us down and out
Truth is, they love it when thе gang go wild
Watch doin' grow like a brussels sprout
He just wanted to do it for the gang, not clout
That's why we see the jakes on ten toes, Asafa Powell ten toes
Dodgin' them jakes, all I wanted was velcros
Hit the jailhouse, it was knees and elbows
Now I get sold-out shows, man shell those
Adidas tracksuit, shell toes
Rekindle, man throw a stack in the crowd (Turn)
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