Pum-Pumbaa are you nuts?

[Verse 1: Snow Tha Product]
Yo, Look
Now hold up, let me find out this shit been on pause
Let me bring you up to speed with a California boss
A bunch of silly kiddie, itty bitty shit that y'all been on
I’m back to sipping Henny, signing titties like back from the start
I'm a Bay bitch first but a Texas sharpshooter
Grew up around spitters, ain't nobody brought you
Ah basura, what these bitches is, was and are
Bitches wanna get the tea ’cause they can't buy the bar
I'm still going dumb, sipping Champagne on top of cars
A sideshow, you sidepiece, you sub 'cause you're sub-par
Want the best for you hoes
What's best is you back up
You got your stories mixed up
It's Snow White and the bad wolf, uh

[Verse 2: Jandro]
Okay bad man, bad wolf, wagwan 'round here?
Bitch I’m finna pop, no flopping this year yeah
I work too hard to sob in my tears yeah
I got the juice, made truce with my fears
Okay I do like Kenshi
Whip your ass with a blindfold on, don’t tempt me
Never playing games with these kids
If I do, then it's duck, duck, goose, come get me
Who fuck with me?
Singing "Nobody" like Keith Sweat with each step
Reach depths, double up, keep bringing the team cheques
That’s facts tho'
Yeah, I'm sipping while I'm whipping
Might just fuck up the whip with the homie Castro
[Verse 3: Castro Escobar]
And I’m still lit from the last show
Yeah I'm saucy, I ain't talking about Tabasco
Keep it moving like the motherfuckin' cashflow
The bitches love me but my girl say I'm an asshole
And I don't agree, plead the fifth
Sip my tea, steal your chick, bitch I'm lit
Fuck with me, like they do across the country
They claimed that my shit is wack 'cause they bitches probably love me
If they want me up on a track, then that bag should be looking lovely
I'll be damned if I let you get over me for my money, yeah
Went from begging you to cop my tape
To some foreign hoes and open doors to make mo' cake

[Verse 4: Snow Tha Product]
Look
Snow owy, they miss the old me that spit fast
They thought I couldn't do the boom bap, but boom I spit facts
When I tell you that I've been the best, but I've been 'bout the betterment
Of bars and bigger picture shit, I'm badder than I've ever been
I'm 'bout as big as I can get without a bigger budget
And bar for bar, I've been a baddie
But I've been in a rut 'cause I don't even like to rap
I'm bored with a capital B
Boredom and vocal chord issues gettin' the best of me
So now I'm shoppin' with my bitch at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Bankin' and bickerin' with my brother vloggin' at home
I've been about it, but think about it
It's just facts
It ain't bout who been the best, it's been about a big ass, uh
[Verse 5: Jandro]
I be like andale, andale mami, E.I. E.I
I've been pulling hoes since I was knee-high, knee-high
My lil baby rock a bandana like Aaliyah-liyah
I'm a 21 savage like Deion, Deion
Life's dark, look on the brighter side
Look at the crossover, look at the Iverson
Look with your vibes on, ho, ho, ho
[?] that your miles on, look with your smiles on
Wordplay, look at the mile long, I'm finna pile on, hee
Too much, had to hydrate 'em, I annihilate 'em
If I really start trying I could just violate 'em
Still 505 the area code
Take that shit with me everywhere that I go

[Verse 6: Castro Escobar]
And I got hoes in different area codes
Grew up on Luda in my area, they know I'ma blow
Never hit a groupie back 'cause I got plenty of those
Yeah I been sipping way too much, got stains on all of my clothes
I stay on my toes, it's on me wherever I go
'Specially when I'm at home 'cause I got plenty of foes
And everyone knows they shouldn't but they did 'cause they could
Yeah I never been a killer but my aim really good
Yeah I'm fucking up this liquor, left a dent in my hood
They should call me Paul Bunyan when I give her the wood, eh
Just made 3 stacks like I'm Andre, got a bad B like Beyonce