[Intro]: Eddie Gianni, A$att, & Flex Malik

Psssh, foreign
Uh, damn
(A$att)
Damn, damn
(It’s surreal gang lil bitch)

Yuh, yuh
(Gianni)
Uh, uh

[Verse 1]: Flex Malik

It’s an evil world we live in
You better survive
Dead or alive, I’m all the way live
I’m in Jurassic, you not on this side

Snatch your main bitch and I make her my side
N***as gone talk, but they won’t step outside
Don’t roll wit too many, I know you won’t slide
That’s why Gianni my kin til I die

I’m wit yo bitch, kickin shit, getting high
He wit that sneak dissin shit, ready to die
My partner finessed his shit, he let it fly
Baby lemme upgrade you, cause we goin digital
She wanna fuck me on film, (A$att), for a visual
I’m dripping water, I’m bringing you mineral
Bitch it’s the army, come talk to the general
(It’s surreal gang lil bitch)
She say she love me, can’t take that hoe literal

[Verse 2]: 10kdunkin

Pop a perc, imma lean like a kickstand
My n***as on the block, just like a big man
His hoe choosin, she gone blow like a ceiling fan
If I walk in the bank, imma walk out wit bands
(Plug!)

I knew this would happen, n***a had a plan
2 cellphones, still won’t pick the shit up
I’m flexin like I just got done doin sit ups
Im high as a bitch, I just doubled my cup

[Verse 3]: Tony Shhnow

I’m high as a bitch, but my diamonds they pissin
Yo bitch suck dick, she ain’t thinkin bout kissin
I found the money, but my roof missin
Choppa at the door, like “Who is it?”
(Gianni)
I hang wit the shooters, the dealers, and
Criminals
Play wit the sticks if you tryna get physical
We got bails, you could still get knocked
I cut on the scale, and open up shop

I trap out the back, can’t fill out no Resume
Put up the the work, as soon as it touch
My phone keep ringin, I can’t eat lunch
Had to cut some n***as off cause they wasn’t bout nun

These n***as and bitches for everyone
Talk about money ain’t havin none
Don’t talk about shooters I’m havin em
(It’s surreal gang lil bitch)

Bitch!