Model 3 UBI & MIKE SUMMERS (Ft. Trizz)

[Verse 1: Ubi, Trizz]
Yo, we coming from Southern Cali to the Middle West
If you run your mouth, you gon' get addressed
Don't fuck around, you gon' get upset
'Cause we run the town and the internet
You talk about it, you ain't did it yet
We don't tolerate disrespect
Break your neck just to get a check
You better tap in when you in the West
I ain't finished yet
Light 'em up and then snuff 'em out like a cigarette
Bitch, I've been living my best life
While they snuck around in my silhouette
Hold up Ubi, don't kill 'em yet
I don't think these niggas feel it yet, uh
They ain't killing shit
Take shots and ain't hit us yet
Can't get us wet
Vibing out, I been riding 'round with the realest vets
Feeling vexed at the slightest sound
They write it down, I don't feel impressed
Long road, I ain't lit it yet
Gun on me I ain't finished with
New whip, it ain't tinted yet
So I ain't getting in it, where the Uber at?
Trizz, who is that? They don't get a guest
Hit a set at the gym and jet
It's leg day, I just did the chest
Doing laps with my intellect
I'm the biggest threat walking
When I fall in, niggas hit the deck
What we finna bet?
I got me enough in my pocket, let's spend it and get it back, yeah