[Intro: RealRichIzzo]
Belt Gang shit
Mm, mm, mm-mm, mm, mm, mm-mm (Uh-huh)
Mm, mm, mm-mm
R.I.P. Jumpout
What up, Kid?
[Pre-Chorus: RealRichIzzo]
He at the pump, we finna leave him at the G-Way (Uh-huh)
Hit his head and left him on the shoulder of the freeway (Nigga)
Caught an opp, hit his face, now he can't see straight (Brrt)
His legs gone, he bought a wheelchair off of eBay
[Chorus: RealRichIzzo]
Takin’ orders, finna pull up on you curbside (Uh-huh)
He exited off the ramp and he got left on the service drive Drumstick, left him flat, but we ain't order thighs (Get it?)
My chain a hundred, you up this kid like his shit more than mine
[Verse 1: RealRichIzzo]
He a lick, I play the crazy and let bro handle (Uh-huh)
I used to hot wire cars, now we got programmers (Techs)
They drop a window, I got my fingers on the door handle (It's Belt Gang)
Pour it up and drop thirty like I’m Julius, I don't know Randall (Julius Randall)
Ain't in the field, you just be talkin', doin' commentary (Lame)
When I was locked, I had a thousand on my commissary (Uh-huh)
Need an endorsement deal with Mike, I only buy Amiri (Mike Amiri)
I'm in a 'Cat, chasin' a rat, but this ain’t Tom and Jerry
Bendin’, we got flipped and crashed the strike, we in a foot chase (Uh-huh)
They gon' try to throw the book, I catch a new case
Man, grab a pitch, you niggas sweet like some Kool-Aid (Like some Kool-Aid)
We ain’t the same, you know I'm different like I'm 2Chainz (Get it?)
Belt Gang shit
Mm, mm, mm-mm, mm, mm, mm-mm (Uh-huh)
Mm, mm, mm-mm
R.I.P. Jumpout
What up, Kid?
[Pre-Chorus: RealRichIzzo]
He at the pump, we finna leave him at the G-Way (Uh-huh)
Hit his head and left him on the shoulder of the freeway (Nigga)
Caught an opp, hit his face, now he can't see straight (Brrt)
His legs gone, he bought a wheelchair off of eBay
[Chorus: RealRichIzzo]
Takin’ orders, finna pull up on you curbside (Uh-huh)
He exited off the ramp and he got left on the service drive Drumstick, left him flat, but we ain't order thighs (Get it?)
My chain a hundred, you up this kid like his shit more than mine
[Verse 1: RealRichIzzo]
He a lick, I play the crazy and let bro handle (Uh-huh)
I used to hot wire cars, now we got programmers (Techs)
They drop a window, I got my fingers on the door handle (It's Belt Gang)
Pour it up and drop thirty like I’m Julius, I don't know Randall (Julius Randall)
Ain't in the field, you just be talkin', doin' commentary (Lame)
When I was locked, I had a thousand on my commissary (Uh-huh)
Need an endorsement deal with Mike, I only buy Amiri (Mike Amiri)
I'm in a 'Cat, chasin' a rat, but this ain’t Tom and Jerry
Bendin’, we got flipped and crashed the strike, we in a foot chase (Uh-huh)
They gon' try to throw the book, I catch a new case
Man, grab a pitch, you niggas sweet like some Kool-Aid (Like some Kool-Aid)
We ain’t the same, you know I'm different like I'm 2Chainz (Get it?)
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