yeah, aye live from the terra dome, loud like a megaphone, thrones getting overthrowed, grown in the 7'0, diffrent couler money in the poket thats a xylaphone we get it known the we the hottest group inside te centrefold our steppers hit your block and twist your shit like weed and alchahole, u aint seen heat my unrelased all magnols, say they shit dope our shit phentinol, baby this the lifestyle u can stay dependen on,
I'm textin my old hoes im tellin them b***s that we is not moving the same switched up the mindset and now them mof**as gon stare at the pictures that hang I gotta run w a crew aimin a pistol my big homie taking the blame these n**as acting too goofy but I'm not the type to move wit a mask and a cane I spent a luh rack on some gas I don't carry cash I keep me a check like I'm Aang
thick cuban when i pull thru she iced out like the whole crew my fit hard no blue chew this a pair a shoes a months rent, what it cost you to me issa cent, cuz im not you
