Them Ones, Pt. 2 Quezz Ruthless, BankRoll Tink, Drew Jackson, Baby K & Fatboy Bino

[Intro: BankRoll Tink]
Klutch
Ayy, yah, uhm

[Verse 1: BankRoll Tink & Drew Jackson]
Ayy, yeah
He ain't met no niggas like us (He never)
To my motion, call a nigga bluff (Callin' them bluff)
But he said he got money, but he ain't got enough (Got enough)
Seventeen, I was a 100K up (Hundred racks)
Fast forward later six figures on a truck (On a track)
I hustle this shit with no love (No love)
Still mad to this shit when the times got rough, got rough

[Verse 2: Drew Jackson & Quezz Ruthless]
Jacks-Jacks got niggas, better add Jackson up (Better add Jackson up)
Because you don't see it, don't mean it in your talk (Pow)
This how a nigga get touched (On God)
Ho' thinkin' she sweet, got a dumbass slut (Pow)
Hundred bros are just sparkin' 'em, gone in the wind
No more applause around, niggas tryna link up (No)
No hе ain't fuckin' with niggas (No), this ain't Cali' crab (Yah)
Got that shit out of mud (Uh), yeah, we come from thе dirt (Uh, From the dirt)

[Verse 3: Quezz Ruthless]
Uh (Woah), Uh (No)
Every thang we do it to plugs (Do it to plugs)
I walk around like I'm bully kid (Like I'm bully kid)
Yeah, I go inner way (No), nigga, no, I can't be touched (I can't be touched)
Bailing my dog, no, he stealin' my chow'
I make him play like "Nigga, sit down, stay here" (Down, stay here)
Had the bitch come to my spot (Hah), then she fuckin' on top (Hah)
Then she with me, you know that I click (Know that I fuck)