[Intro]
(LegendMadeAnotherOne)

[Verse]
If you was in my shoes, let me know what would you do, though?
Brodie got a chop and when it pop, it kick like judo
Floatin' off this 'za, on my way up to see Pluto
Doggy got his gun on him, he gon' blow, don't get too close
Seen the fiends snort a line, had his nose red like Rudolph
In the party thuggin', yell the wrong gang, blow the roof off (Man)
Watch where you steppin', at least a band for the shoe cost
Free my brother Hari, why you playin'? N***as too soft (Ayy, free my brother)
Bro been sellin' christ of that green, gettin' juice off
New money every day, lil' boy, this a new ball
Five-hundred-dollar carpеt, baby girl, take your shoes off
Two hundred on thе dash, watch it lift when we zoom off (Skrrt)
Bro just touched down, he was trappin' down in Utah (That's my bro)
Real n***as to they brothers, I wanna see you ball (Oh, okay)
Boy, that ain't your brother if that man wanna see you fall (Bitch)
Lookin' for a pair of sneaks, I done went to two malls (Ayy, what the fuck?)
Damn, like what the fuck, Mix?
Say you can't get touched, I get you touched, boy, we the touch clique
You actin' like a Rupee, lil' mama, I got enough in it
She say she know me by King Sleaze, so do that one dance
Poles in the couch, ain't goin' out, we got enough hands
Rock-a-bye baby with alibi, 21 Jump Man
No points on the board like how you do it? N***as skunky (Ayy, let me know)
The ones you thinkin' hard don't get in nothin', that shit rubbish
On the block with two chops and five Glocks, boy, we thuggin'
Wrong turn too, bend the corner then we uppin'
Do it in front the cameras, brodie wildin', he like, "Fuck it" (Huh?)
Baby chop bulky, we be callin' it a trumpet (Drac')
I'm a shit talker, I don't do hooks and they love it (Naw)
N***a tried to throw a sloppy hook, thought we was bluffin' (Ayy, what the fuck?)
Boy, you psyched out, now look, these bullets punching (Ayy, what the fuck?)
Boy, you psyched out, now look, these bullets punching (Ayy, what the fuck?)
I was tryna hold it in, but I guess I can't (Damn)
I was tryna hold it in, but I guess I can't (Damn)
I was tryna hold it in, but I guess I can't (Damn)
Said I was tryna hold it in, but I guess I can't (Damn)
I was tryna hold it in, but I guess I can't (Ayy)
I was tryna hold it in, but I guess I can't
Was tryna hold it—
Hold on
Said I was tryna—
Alright
I was tryna hold it in, but I guess I can't
Play your cards right, it's common sense, n***a, Ace of Spade (Ayy)
HotBoiiz in the building, tell 'em make some space
Coupe Southside on the grass, we ain't came to race
Juke move on the foo foo, watch his ankles break
Yellin' at my girl and her family, I'm like, "What your auntie say?" Shit
Be with the hand, ain't walked off with a stanky face
Back in 2012 on Facebook, it was a wake and bake
Now they on the 'Gram perpetratin', you better play it safe
Your daddy was a nerd, we already know, we'll send a tray
We blowin' poles, we ain't sellin' nothin', can't even trade
I dropped out of school in like, what? Eleventh grade (Ayy)
Lemon squeeze on the XD, it make lemonade
Bro rollin' off a yerky, it's a 30, he feel the rage
Threes like a battlefield, no need for a shooting range (Nah)
Can show you more than I can tell you how to do some things
Pull up to the block or whatnot, this where the shooters hang
Buffest in the room just for the looks, won't move a thing (He a—)
Beat her doonies down, call my brother like Pootie Tang
Said did it what's his name? Yeah, I forgot, what was fully name?
Uh-huh, now let's get to it
You accidentally forgot my brother told me, you went stupid
But anywho I got a back biting, finna get to it
Let a n***a play, we gon' spray, leave the fifth droolin'
On the road right now, me and gang makin' big movements
Don't be mad, I know it's sad that your bitch choosin'
Pink fifties, couple green twenties, and Crip bluies
Bro be Gucci'ed down, but you know I'm gon' pick Louis
High and sideways in the whip like the Drift movie