Lyrics: Dion Hayes/Joseph Agee/Ceary Veon Houston
Music: Dion Hayes/Joseph Agee/Ceary Veon Houston
(Look out, Veno)
Free them boys
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
Street money all I know
Tryin' to triple my bag, I can't find no dope (Ooh)
I ain't goin' out bad, still ride, I'm blowin', ah
Hoes ain't shit, I know this
White lows, no socks, four Glocks
Dog's phone still bangin' on both blocks (Ayy)
See a bitch and get her painted, remember this
And no, Your Honor, I, I don't remember shit (Ayy-ayy)
Spread my wings out, shit, and I fly
Still miss Neff and I still miss Rob
Love you boys 'til death, it's forever, **** a five, pay him
Know a bitch lyin', she say doggie ain't him
If I dive in, I'm like five in, bitch, skirt off
Wayburn, all ten of mine with my shirt off
Niggas lyin' 'bout hits, you ain't killed nothin'
I had 'Cats back then, bitch, I been runnin'
Heard that pack back in, what you want? (What you want?)
Me and Q stacks back, friends get you thumped (Ayy)
Thick bitches in my DMs sendin' numbers
If I can't **** her in my Timbs, I don't want her (Ooh)
Made a couple millions on the corner, I ain't quit yet
A couple ASCAP checks I ain't spent yet
I ain't rich yet, but I'm well-off
This for everybody told me that I fell off
Ayy
Ayy-ayy
This for everybody said I wouldn't get it back goin'
Cuz said slow, shit, I'm sendin' back for him (Ayy)
Blues ain't really movin', shit, sendin' back with some oranges
I'm cool on all the callin'
Where was you when I wrote you?
How the **** niggas mad now that I'm gettin' focused?
Still'll put it on my back no matter how shit go
I remember playin' this for Mox, nigga told me I'm him
Keep yo' head up and never change like them
Niggas gotta be crazy, talkin' 'bout no more droppin' fives
Like you don't feel shit for all the nights when we was cryin'
I don't care if they didn't do it, I'm blamin' 'em (Ooh)
I'm the type to still blow, nigga, and I'm famous
See a opp and throw four, nigga, I hate 'em
I keep hearin' "move on," nigga, y'all crazy
I'm still ten in the trenches (Ayy), nigga, no fakin'
Send my bro a couple pictures, watch him okay it
I been goin' through it with you, bitch, I'm yo' baby
I remember hearin' sentences (Ayy), throwin' up
Now every time I hear a mention, bitch, we goin' up
4 Gang, if you with us, nigga, show some love
Show some love, ayy (Other side)
Woo
Ooh
Ooh
Other side
(Look out, Veno)
Other side
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)