[Intro: Roxas]
TG
Kuru
Lito
I'm with Pitfall, haha
Shoutout my man Keegan
And we pushing the weight like a payload, yeah

[Chorus: Roxas]
And we pushing the weight like a payload
Bullets flyin' out, yeah we aim low
And I told my shooter to stay low
Walkin' around with the payload
Like bro, you're not on my payroll
[?]
Hold on, I'm moving like eight though
Oh you making a promise, I hate those

[Verse 1: Roxas]
Yeah, they flows are my old flows
Might go buy alot of clothes
Problems, got alot of those
[?], we still blowin' up
Pockets filled with hollows though
Be smart if you did not approach
[?]
I was sure they copied us
[Verse 2: Kuru]
I might turn him to a headline
Got so many things to type, but I'm reaching my deadline
I cast a bet when thе stars align
And I say a prayer and hit the front lines
If wе shoot through his chest, it might be a collateral
See me stacking up money, but to me, that shit is just natural
Had a box in the Mafia, you know I had to ball
And I'm sorry to all my bros and that I just missed your call
Pushing the weight like a payload
Walk around with a- bih'
Walk around with a halo

[Verse 3: Pitfall]
Ah
Fingerprints, yeah my hands dyed blue
Really, I would rather die than be with you
And if you're real then go ahead and tell the truth
Or just go shut it up, like a reply guy
Red stains on his shirt, you'd think it's tie-dye
Turn him to a pirate, Smith & Wesson hit his right eye
Don't know it's me, flee from the scene, I'm gonna fly by
And yeah you talk an awful lot for a wise guy
And if you see me in a mask, then it's bye bye
Right hand, only one that you'll die by
Off a tab seeing pink stuff
On my turf you can go and check the tag like it's VINSO
Speaking up, talking down I didn't think so
Yeah, I know that you're an opp, tell me where you got the info
I got 50 cali bitches beyond GB shredding windows
Yeah, it's BNE we going no suppressor need a pillow
Down bad, 20 likes on your snippet
Yeah it’s this and that, so come and find out if I'm whiffing'
Got a suspicion that you're fucking down bad, just admit it
A petition that I check the north-west we gon' hit it
[Chorus: Roxas]
And we pushing the weight like a payload
Bullets flyin' out, yeah we aim low
And I told my shooter to stay low
Walkin' around with the payload
Like bro, you're not on my payroll
[?]
Hold on, I'm moving like eight though
Oh you making a promise, I hate those