[Verse 1: HideandSeekZoo]
I know you see me chilling
I know you see me killing these beats
Ever see me in the streets
But I'm sure your girl love when you see me in the sheets
Yeah, but I'm still rapping
My bowls to the flow
'Cuz you know that I'm captain
Picture perfect, don't need the caption
Nonames to the laps
The speakers slappin', thumping
I think Young Zoo is on to something
I'm never bluffing
Homie, stop fronting
I know you talk shit 'cuz you ain't doing nothing
But it's all good
Girl, spread that love, or spread them legs
I bet you think I fuck with you
God damn, them drugs done got to you head

[Verse 2: HideandSeekZoo]
Man, I swear that I'm back with a brand new attack
Taught me on my back
That shows what you lack
And ain't really funny
'Cuz this rapper is hungry
Pass me the mic, let me get this money
Got a girl in the north
Got a girl in the south
Don't even know what I'm talking about
But, I'm too on, needa move on
Y'all probably gonna hit me for these new songs
Don't give a fuck 'cuz I'm having my fun
Talking my shit, while I'm smoking my blunt
Got the world at my hand, and your bitch at my feet
With my heart on my sleeve, still looking for a heat
Days on repeat, trying to find what it means
All but a dream, so don't intervene
Let me catch my Z's, let me feel them Cees
Let me burn them trees, make you believe

[Hook]
It's like that, so I write raps
The baseline, is your high hat
Talk is cheap, so you buy that
Talk is cheap, so you buy that
It's like that, so I write raps
The baseline, is your high hat
Talk is cheap, so you buy that
Talk is cheap, so you buy that

Like that my boy, like that my boy
Like that my boy, like that my boy
Like that my boy, like that my boy
Like that my boy, like that my boy

[Verse 3: Gardeezy]
I flow
Fucking spit her ass when I smoke
I'm fucking kicking back with my folks
I know, you don't, no know
You claim to make hits
But bruh, you ain't making shit
We the motherfucking n--gas on Twitter
Holler at your bitch, 'cuz her shouts like glitter
So cold, so bitter
N--ga, raps so sweet
Give her a kiss on her fucking cheek
Better shut your mouth
Boy, them words is cheap
You don't like me, don't listen to me
Ain't nobody making you
Switch lanes in the Coop
Addicted to trees, but I'm sick of you
I'm so sick of you
Got a spliff for the brew
A vision of you , and I'm stuck in the room
Cold blunts, smoking
Hit a spliff in the morning
People yawning when you rapping
When I rap they be recording

[Verse 4: Gardeezy]
I'm shining like dynamite
Hit a bong, and I'm looking like it's way too bright
Fucking way too tight
Need to loosen up
Hit the gray bottle, and I goosen up
I may do too much for me
Rap too good
I may give two fucks, but none for you
It's way too loud, but none for you
I'm gonna smoke it all up in your booth
Get high, young lifted
Membrane shifted, spliff twisted
Make beats in the kitchen
Don't like me, don't listen
No breaks in this ,but I'm tired of you bitching
Bitch