[Intro: Veeze & Rob49]
I was gonna talk to y'all niggas man
But I forgot I don't even talk to niggas (Yeah) who don't make fifteen hundred a day, fuck no bitches, or wear no designer (At all)
Y'all niggas' phone slow as hell, man, don't think about me, man
I'll get to buyin' niggas
(You won't leave him a clue? Please, for my man Taz)
Yeah (For real)
[Verse 1: Veeze]
It's a cold game, I'm just warmin' up
Shorts one of one, still one and done
A young nigga slicin' shit like it's Pizza Hut
I got her rushin' out the house, I just beat once
Break the pill with me, spilt the bean with me, geek up
Rich junkie boy, take a Xan', I'm asleep, bruh
Said her biggest dream was givin' head on a tour bus
All these bitches tryna get up on me, but I bro'd 'em
Ask Trey, man, I spent a dub just on flared pants
She ain't know the seats give you hugs in them big Benzes
All my bitches gotta own a business, I don't fuck strippers, keep that
Tellin'-ass nigga, I'm glad I ain't do no crime with you
This a Cali' pack, bust the seal, smell the time difference
Ain't no internet beefin' near me, boy, we drop niggas
The last skit we did, I think dog dropped a dime on 'em
Did a lot of shit to this day 'cause it's Fox footage
I was gonna talk to y'all niggas man
But I forgot I don't even talk to niggas (Yeah) who don't make fifteen hundred a day, fuck no bitches, or wear no designer (At all)
Y'all niggas' phone slow as hell, man, don't think about me, man
I'll get to buyin' niggas
(You won't leave him a clue? Please, for my man Taz)
Yeah (For real)
[Verse 1: Veeze]
It's a cold game, I'm just warmin' up
Shorts one of one, still one and done
A young nigga slicin' shit like it's Pizza Hut
I got her rushin' out the house, I just beat once
Break the pill with me, spilt the bean with me, geek up
Rich junkie boy, take a Xan', I'm asleep, bruh
Said her biggest dream was givin' head on a tour bus
All these bitches tryna get up on me, but I bro'd 'em
Ask Trey, man, I spent a dub just on flared pants
She ain't know the seats give you hugs in them big Benzes
All my bitches gotta own a business, I don't fuck strippers, keep that
Tellin'-ass nigga, I'm glad I ain't do no crime with you
This a Cali' pack, bust the seal, smell the time difference
Ain't no internet beefin' near me, boy, we drop niggas
The last skit we did, I think dog dropped a dime on 'em
Did a lot of shit to this day 'cause it's Fox footage
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