[ Pre-Hook : Elizée ]

Yeah, aye, aye, aye, yeah, yeah
Let’s get it
Auto tune, yeah
Yeah, we feeling gang with the whole thing
Pull up with the squad and you know that I’m sipping something
Think I finna buy myself a gold chain
On a different level and you that we finna drop it down
Feel I’m already a pro
Ain’t entertaining these hoes
And we winning 80-0
Y’all just keep faking a cold


[ Hook : Elizée ]

Take it easy man, there’s no stress (no stress)
Line it up and then we go flex (go flex)
Up all night that’s where we gon rest (there’s no rest)
Take it easy man there’s no stress (no stress)


[ Verse 1 : Black Wesson ]

Ah, Wesson ain't stressing
Ah, feeling blessed in this bitch n***a (Ah)
Don't get the wrong impression (wooh)
Just know that I'm the shit n***a (wooh)
Yeah, we feeling way up (way up)
They just wanna gang up (gang up)
Cause we ain't stopping
Ain't gonna stop till I end up in a coffin like
*cough* *cough* *sniff*
Shit, never gonna stop cause I wanna be legit
Only problem is
Can you manage it
Daddy not liking it, so he forcing me to quit
(Wait) But I have to be a man, I gotta counter it
I gotta come up with a plan, ain't no counterfeits
Write so much man I fucking broke my wrist
Everywhere I walk I'm too fly with the kicks
Like damn
Feeling gang like my boi prince
Doing well and we ain't got no blue prints
You wanna be me, try it if the shoe fits
Bitch I'm a dawg n***a and I do tricks (rrr)
Boi I'm dumb nice, my shit hot n***a, this is real spice
Cooking in the kitchen a n***a using the real spice
Had to double up on this shit cause I'm too nice