Really Got It The Underachievers

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
All my niggas really got it, all my niggas really 'bout it
All my niggas really winning, got these niggas sobbing
If I pull up, bet she popping
See you niggas jocking, AK spittin' nigga wallet
He the Batman, I'm the Robin
He lieutenant, I'm the sergeant
Told me shoot 'em, then I got 'em
Pop a nigga for the profit

[Verse 2: AK]
Niggas can't bang with the coast
Got ties for the locs, got pies for the low
Shooters in the back, don't try with the bro
Jet lag, drop a nigga different time zone
Red pack grader, only came for the dough
Try to trespass, hear the press saying that you gone
Now your mama hear the press saying that you gone
Shoulda never went against Super Saiyan Gohan

[Verse 3: Issa Gold]
Nigga elevated, sorry out your reach
Keep my circle tight, avoid the frenemies
Nigga mind equipped, I call it referee
Stomp a nigga like a fucking centipede
Out in Cali buying out dispensaries
Smoke alone, a nigga never pass the weed
All my niggas really gunning for the cheese
All my niggas really ready for the beef