Dreamville & Cozz
LamboTruck
[Chorus: Childish Major]
Ayy, what's those? You want these
You gotta have fees plus more
So much heat you can't hold
A lotta green, kind that can't fold
What's those? You want these
Gotta have fees plus more
So much heat you can't hold
Whole lotta green, kind that can't fold

[Verse 1: Cozz]
Oh yeah
Lookin' great but feeling bummy
I just ate, but still I'm hungry
I got something, but I ain't nothing
Brother tummy isn't chubby
Bills like nymphos, they keep coming
Always something, something, something
Copped some things but I ain't fed
Dreams alive, my wallet dead
Pockets been bleeding
I got a reason to commit treason
But I'ma hit REASON and see what he think
About how he's been treated at TDE
'Cause I done been scheming
ScHoolboy just dropped, give me the cue
I'm desperate enough to go do what it do
SZA done popped and y'all got Dot
I heard Jay Rock has been moving them units
Soul and Isaiah Rashad, boy, you n***as really up at the top
Almost thought about popping a Glock
But a n***a ain't stupid and I ain't a shooter
But who really is until they provoked?
N***a, this hunger got me finna choke
Starting to think that this isn't a joke
Gave up the liquor, I'm bringing the smoke
I talked to Bas, we fiending for more
A n***a done tried speaking to Cole
He be too busy but he be the bro
Shit, fuck it, I know how it go
So if I can't get a response from my label
And get some more food on my table
We can turn this thing into a fable
And take what I can if I'm able
[Chorus: Childish Major]
Ayy, what's those? You want these
You gotta have fees plus more
So much heat you can't hold
A lotta green, kind that can't fold
What's those? You want these
Gotta have fees plus more
So much heat you can't hold
Whole lotta green, kind that can't fold

[Verse 2: REASON]
Yeah yeah, woah
Top Dawg with some Dreamers
Can't believe it, you surprised, 'prised
I been on the same shit, getting brain, I'm such a wise guy
N***as took shots, plenty, South Park, Kenny, I don't die die
I'm not just gonna slide on you, my n***a, we gon' slide slide
Made a living staying posted like I'm Diesel, this no sequel
This that third times a charm and I been charming, Cozz been evil
You get clips, this hammer regal
Unexpected, there you have it's been effected
So ill, these words infectious, mmh, yeah
I don't do ho shit, n***as so hopeless
I been on pro shit, this West Coast shit
We don't negotiate with roaches
I keep it player, never need coaches
Never need towels, no teammate
Drink some Jamie, I can't see straight
Cheese like Green Bay, roger that
New West n***as, me and Cozz been that
Good weed bring a n***a asthma back
Getting good bread, got my wallet stacked
Lately, been spinning like laundromats
Lately, I been seeing all kinds of black
Wait, look, I'm lying, look
Cozz, look, I done been broke too long
N***a bills too long, can't hide that, n***a
Cole just pulled up in a Lamborghini truck
On the homies and God, we should rob that n***a
[Verse 3: Cozz & REASON]
Rob that n***a?
Yeah, rob that n***a
Look, Rob, my n***a
You could try, but Cole ain't a thot, my n***a
Wait Cozz, I ain't sayin' he a thot, my n***a
Look, let me explain
We could tie Ib up
Throw him in the back of a Lamborghin' truck
Cole do something, we could let a Glock squeeze up
Wait chill, ease up
I ain't really trying to get involved, my n***a, look
We ain't got the same father or mother, but that's my brother
Can't cross my n***a
Shit, well I'm Top Dawg, my n***a, so
I ain't gotta pay a cost, my n***a
Your loss, my n***a, just don't off that n***a
Shit, fuck it, I'll stop
Look, let's make a deal
While I go and rob Cole, you go rob Top
Cool

[Outro: REASON]
Picture me having what they told me I should have
I've been living off some scraps, I done sold a couple packs
I been smoking potent, sippin' slow, fuck you think I'm in it for?
I'm just tryna make a bag
I'll be damned if I ain't make a bag
Thinking slow, living fast
Nice guys finish last
West Coast, getting cash
N***as think they balling, they done made a couple wads
Just a couple West n***as, we gon' show you how to rob