[Intro: WB Nutty & Veeze]
(NoahGotHits)
(Girl, is that Fufu on the beat?)
It's an overnighter, man
It's like seven o'clock in the morning right now
Shit don't stop
You ain't never seen no big—
Shit don't stop
Let's kick this shit
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1: Veeze]
You ain't never seen no big dogs 'til you seen mine
I should be on Fenkell and Wyoming, I got bean pies
Servin' a whole bunch of cut-up dog like Chinese spot
I really got more money than your uncle, you my niece now
We still be havin' that snow in the summertime, don't think the heat dropped
This lil' bitch head so good, she done blew my socks, she blew my sneaks off
We really be runnin' this shit like DMC with no Adidas
How the hell that lil' boy waist be holdin' a 40, but it ain't his jean size?
I'm runnin' a route to catch the pack, I feel like Keyshawn
We sellin' that— up in the hills, it ain't no street sign
Glock two-three, that bitch all black, it look like Draymond
He say he a dog, he work for the folks, he really a canine
I been doin' this shit so long, I need me a beeper
My name so damn legit, I'm 'bout to switch my shit to bleeder
My heart so goddamn cold, it burn, I left it in the freezer
I'm a real dope boy, I'ma get a Kangol, wear it with some FILAs, n***a
[Verse 2: WB Nutty]
I told you 'bout the Quan down in— I'm your teacher, n***a
My lil' n***a wanna roll the bag, but I don't wanna leave it with him
I might switch the backs, see if they peep the difference
Table high, I got heroin in my system
Fuck the game, since you miss a n***a, show me how real it is
First time, it's good business, I'm tryna reel 'em in
Small town, all honkies, ain't no fittin' in
Five hundred M-30s, it's hard to tell if they real
Word to Cash, we just steal
Still chillin', still strapped
Still'll let my white boy roll the bag and keep the extras
Plus a ho to catch the package, she just waitin' on her blessing
Give a motherfuck how good the dope is, I'ma still stretch it, n***a