I know we in 10, we in 10, we in 10
You dig what I'm sayin'?
My T. Louis called it beatin'
He named it beat, my feet music
He already knew how, how niggas gon' pack it
Cut!
Beat by the EK fit in the garage, nigga
Well, I'm sayin' my feet in vain
It's a bigger picture
For a magazine and you get your, your issue
I snap that * across the face
Then you, you kiss the thumb and throw the blue
I'm the sergeant, I'm my
I take my damn down daily
Know that track in the bank
I bust a jewel with my morning, bruh
You should've caught me a couple hours ago
Ain't *, lil'
I'm good
Thumb it through that cab
I'm a sergeant in the back row
Show a pill or something
Put your hands on your ankle
I throw through the blues
I'm from the old school
Like we get the bus and they throw the whole tool
We climb in that mafia, could that help we move?
You play with this *, shoot some motherfuckin' fools
I put on that dribble to cool for school
And we livin' by the rules, yeah
My brother keep it
We gon' keep this * silent, yeah
That * silent
That * silent

Do the upside down, we can't fall like no wallet
Uh-uh, we buy that money
But that ain't the whole object
From the neck, cross the bridge
To the project
Every December, we pop out for challenge
The dope skateboard
And that * hit a island
We rake it up like Lee when that * get depilin'
Let's go
Pit body, you can't fit in the garage, nigga
When I say my fit in vain
It's a bigger picture
For a magazine and you get your
Your issue
I snap that * across
Across the face
Then you
You kiss the stomach through the blue
I'm a sergeant of money
Take my dad down daily
Know that truck get the bank
I bust a jewel with my morning burn
You should've caught me a couple hours ago
Ain't *, lil'
I'm good
We done got the drink
And I'm a sergeant, it's beat
I'ma whip that hoe
Like her grandma, I got the switch
I'ma whip that hoe
Like an ounce
Broke it off a brick
That west side taught me how to cook
I put insurance on my wrist
Take that south
Turn that * into some
Some hard, nigga
Crack
He got some gang, and he got it
From them cocaine whoopers
Cut
Missing with the water
Like you back in the red velvet
Water
Did you have the Exhaust sign?
I ain't need red
Let's go
This out, I know you smell it
Bro, F-1 like Ned
Man, now who the * you checkin'?
What?
I can't even get checked
Cut
It like I'm goin' 35
I can't even get rekt
Let's go
They think I know Aretha Franklin
How I get respect
Cut
Pit body, you can't fit in the garage, nigga
Pit body
When I say my fit in vain
It's a bigger picture
My full magazine
And you get you
Your issue
I shot that * across her face
Then you
You kissed her thumb and threw the blue
I'm a sergeant, I'm a sergeant
Take my dad down daily
Know that truck get defunct
I bust a jewel with my morning bro
You should've caught me a couple hours ago
Ain't *, lil'
I'm good