Bunten (Verse 1)

Look at the flick of that wrist
Top dog keep it lit
Steady mobbing for the clique
We living the life without paying the rent
We bout it bout it
We bout to make the fucking room get rowdy
Grab a body
Pull a shawty
Reel her in like hey ho howdy
Wassup
My team about the cream
We bout to run up
Like gat gat
Like blat blat
We running shit and we pop hats
That's savage
You mad bitch
And our shit ain't that average
I grab that and I take this
We the real shit
No catfish
You blacklist and you hate boy
Im just bout that cake boy
Caucas boy like Oh No
Woods and me bout to go pro
The whole crew
That lethal pack
They tight boy like a snap back
I flasback from a long break
Like everybody say you sound great
But I do not feel the same way
Till I make it rain
On that one day like Whoo Yeah
You know that we turnt
We hop in the ride and we bout to go skert
Yeah that's that work
Yo I'm cliqued up and that shit spray
Yo shit jam on a good day
I get paid and i get laid
I guess that I got everything
I'm blessed uhh
Never stress uhh
Go get that vest son
Blow!