[Hook 1: Kesoh]
Man we a staple in this hood
I feel like Casa Liquor
Yo where you can get that smoke
Or possibly more
This shit colder than them brews
That we just copped at the store
These fuckers dying for respect
Man thats a costly reward

[Verse 1: Nadathing]
Roll around through the streets
With my team
Now we active
Russian cream full of green
Pour the lean
In the cactus
Cruisen down the bully
Dodgers hat with a hood
Pocket full of loud pack with a buzz like I'm woody
Hit mr fries I'm like hello
18 pack of modelos
Organized with my rebels
Pullin crimes through the ghetto
Shift the line I'm the QB
Red rusto look like ruby
Swear the nights are like a movie
Rappers chicken catch a 2 peice
Take a shot for my ppl cuz I know they been workin
But we still ride illegal guess the same habits worsen
This a toast to the g code
If you ain't teachin you learnin
I gotta bone to pick with people
If we ain't equal you

[Hook 2: Kesoh]
Man we a staple in this hood
I feel like Casa Liquor
Yo where you can get that smoke
Or possibly more
This shit colder than them brews
That we just copped at the store
These fuckers dying for respect
Man thats a costly reward

[Verse 2: Kesoh]
Ayo im riding down the 91 i exit off of pioneer
Playing all my new shit got it bumpin out the pioneers
You lookin for the smoke best believe that you can buy it here, my doctor always told me i should probably stop buying beer
Cuz with that money i couldve struck the lotto
But that shit comes and goes its just a pill hard to swallow
Whats the deal shit gets real i fill my lungs with gelato, man i drink until im drunk or until im done with the bottles
Yo we came from the dirt like we discovering fossils
We never lackin keep the heater under the console
Yall never practice im certain yall ain't perfect with combos
Man this shit about technique even though i pray to my santos
On this board i swear man yall only know basics
Shit i got so many homies that ain't showin theyre faces
I been smokin all these trees to achieve homeostasis but it ain't helpin if you ask me
My pack be for survival in these back streets, runnin wild like apaches

[Hook 3: Kesoh]
Man we a staple in this hood
I feel like Casa Liquor
Yo where you can get that smoke
Or possibly more
This shit colder than them brews
That we just copped at the store
These fuckers dying for respect
Man thats a costly reward