[Chorus]
My homies some climbers, we rock that designer
We in the Bahamas, we ain't with the drama
My homies some climbers, we rock that designer
Up in the Bahamas, we ain't with the drama

[Verse 1]
Swear these haters stupid, all my homies shooters
They shoot like some cupids, in the streets they movin'
Now i'm getting mula, I'm rich I run the jeweler
You ain't with the squad, we from 215
Headed to the top, yeah, thats money in my eyes
You up outta job 'cause you is not with the [?]
I see all this guap and I swear it's gon' be mine
Free all of the homies, yeah, they been doin' time
Swear I cannot stop 'cause I'm always on my grind
They was talkin' smack, yeah
But they in the back, yeah
Im onto the racks, yeah
Im onto the stacks, yeah
My homies on attack, yeah
We made another track, yeah
I see haters on my radar, im attendin' this paper
Dont wanna see ya later
I only hang with bros, 'cause my homies all greater
Pull up like I'm [?], you ain't got no flavors
The draco always sprayin'
[Chorus]
My homies some climbers, we rock that designer
Up in the Bahamas, we ain't with the drama
My homies some climbers, we rock that designer
Up in the Bahamas, we ain't with the drama

[Verse 2]
We ain't with the drama
We got lots of diamonds
And they always shinin
My homies be flyin'
We go to the top, yeah
We ain't gonna drop, yeah
These haters ain't nothing
My homies some stuntin'