[Intro: Tony Rose]
(Energy made this one)

[Verse 1: Tony Rose]
Your bitch don't want you cause you a cheapskate
In the Uber smoking Blackberry Cheesecake
Me, my bitch, and your bitch thats a three way
Put some crisk on my Glock, it won't delay
Why he got a gun? He don't do a damn thing, almost shot a n***a in East Lansing
With a white bitch in the hood, looking fancy
My n***a think he Chef Ramsay

[Verse 2: Grindhard E]
That bullshit ya'll smoking squirel fur might as well be reggie
I got some real girlscout but the buds heavy
When we get the cellphones in we going to take them to Ramsay
High as hell on the E-Way I think I hit a bamby
45 minute drive from Flint had to takе it to Lansing
To fuck with Tony Rose
High-tech Imortian in my cup we ain't sippin' rosе
If you see me buying liqor, shit that's just for the hoes

[Verse 3: Tony Rose]
Finna beat this n****'s ass bro hold my Glock
Bad bitch, look but don't touch like the stove hot
N***a said he got some..
No it's not
Told my bitch hit the store before the snow drop
[Verse 4: Grindhard E]
R.I.P Lil Rae we used to chill up on O-Block
Got the sack on me been to sell an O on yo' block
Cereal milk in this wood you still smoking kimp
Got a bitch to give me all her money but im not a pimp

[Verse 5: Tony Rose]
Ain't no cape on my back I ain't saiving hoes
N****'s dying everyday this how the game goes
Rob a n***a then fucked yo' bitch in the same clothes, me and E both fucked that bitch we the Bang Bros

[Verse 6: Grindhard E]
Put all of my money in the safe cause the bank closed
In the trap for three days straight with the same clothes
Cast Squad hit the crib, 5,000 made the case closed
If I'm fucked up and go broke I'ma take your hoes

[Verse 7: Tony Rose]
30 shots and this a Glock so don't try a thing
N***a thought he got a whole bird, he just got a wing
My bitch getting on my nerves, I ain't got no lean
Feel like a bitch up off Juice when he shot Raheem

[Verse 8: Grindhard E]
And she smoke dope, I ain't gon' lie and say she's not no fein
I just got a pint of High-Tech it is not no green
Let me switch my flow
Heard them white boys know how to grow point me to the bows
[Verse 9: Tony Rose]
S.O.S, when I see an opp I'm gon' shoot on sight
My n***a tried to sell dope, he couldn't do it right
Fucking with the plug money, you might lose your life
With that .40 in your face n***a who gon' fight

[Verse 10: Grindhard E]
I almost beat my fein with a strap
I'm the type of n***a that can pull some act up out the stache
Poured a 6 of wockhardt it damn near taste like act
If she got a fat ass I got to hit it from the back