[Part 1]

[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]
Mm, mmm, hey, yeah
Peace to Big G, Lil' G, JRG, me
KT, JG, NRC, Off, Tree
Contract, no need for A&R fam, deep
All flawed, ain't no one God, still family
Return of the Kings, Frodo above me
If you shaded, then sorry now it's above me
No room for you and your goons, tunes weak
JG will lay you in tombs, no sleep
DV immaculate poems, seance speech
Cavski [?] they're all chiefs
Bad bones achin' for weight, no relief
Hard takes, opinion column on fleek
We don't die, we multiply, more no doze
Hand took the boy got bands, Menudo
We OG, like airbrushed backdrops and group photos
See problems in your solution, n-words, and no homos
Through you, two new extremes don't stop jack
Some highs don't take inhales or contacts
It's funny how life can be no joke or callbacks
When the curtain calls, all we want is applause, max

[Hook: Quelle Chris]
Like that, that, tha tha tha that, that, that
Keep your fam still on this map intact
If you trip flat, don't get lapped, snap back
Like that, that, tha tha tha that, that, that
One being keep the no caps in all caps
Big ten brackets don't lack, all champs
When you fall, fam got your back, no slack
Like that, that, tha tha tha that, that, that
That, that, tha tha tha that, that
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