Lyrics: Calvin Jakosalem/Moerlein Harcket Tabasa/Simon Asuque
Music: Moerlein Harcket Tabasa/Simon Asuque/Calvin Jakosalem
Daghan nang gusto mo palag pero you can’t do nun
Im with my blickie, you can’t do runnin
Spin on your block, I feel like ghost huntin
Chasin my opps, feelin like its new money
Go through shit, go hard
New chain, go hard
New bitch, go hard
New ring, go hard
Drop dead, that bitch dead
Drop dead, that bitch a fed
Drop dead, that bitch dead
Drop dead, that bitch a fed
Awa na siya, he walks like me, talk like me, do shit like me
Awa na siya, he walks like me, talk like me, do shit like me
Awa na siya, he walks like me, talk like me, do shit like me
Awa na siya, he walks like me, talk like me, do shit like me
Yeah we out here we standin on biniz
Playas be hatin’ but they couldn’t reach this
Stackin’ shit up all the way to the ceilin’
Don’t give a **** when these losers be tweakin’
I’m runnin shit up, runnit up, runnit up,
Too far ahead of these clowns they just actin’ up
Too cold, too fire, bitch i know how to mash it up
Too fly, too fine, i be shinin’ like diamonds
These copy cats they wanna walk like me
Trynna talk like me but can’t do shit like me
They just be goofin’ on the net, don’t need no provin’ who da best
Yeah i rep my set, black wolves, who wanna test?