[Intro: FWC Big Key]
(Big Dreamwork Productions)
Cash Gang Key
What up, Rio?

[Verse 1: FWC Big Key]
You can die tonight
Doin' all this punchin', I ain't tryna fight (I ain't tryna box, n***a)
Bitch told me I'm bougie, I think she kinda right (You right)
Black buffs, black 'Cat, this that Wakanda life (Black Panther)
Bitch was tryna eat my neck, this ain't that kind of ice
I came home from jail with sixty thousand and a mission (Up)
You came home from jail with fifty dollars in your feelings (Broke as hell)
Should have a soap opera, 'cause you n***as all my children (Get it?)
Can wake up and fuck on three hoes like it's Christmas (Ho-ho-ho, n***a)
I don't got friends, that's why I don't rock the VLONE
Opps dead, 'bows liftin' weights, the weed strong (N***a)
Y'all not mans, went to do a drill and he told (Snitch)
Hotheads, point a n***a out, then he gone (N***a)
Who run the D? Y'all boys done found out
See an opp, I won't need that n***a Nick to wild out, n***a
I just put a n***a bitch in timeout
Don't get your nose wiped tryna think you slimеd out, n***a

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
All onions in the spot, we don't sell a dimе out it
Today a light day, I only brought a dime out
Old K in the corner, man, that bitch in timeout
You think this bitch don't work, n***a, come and find out
We the reason all the funeral homes booked up
Y'all the reason n***as in the county makin' cook-ups
I just stepped on a brick, it fucked my foot up
Just made twenty, blowin' ten, the other ten gettin' put up
I'll drop a bitch with this four-five with no remorse
I run Flint, and, bitch, I'm good in Ecorse
Chopper yellin' loud, in a minute, it's gon' be hoarse
Just poke your eyes out, 'cause you try us, that shit gon' be worse
Let's go to war, it's a fifty on this chop
Headshots, I'll make a n***a diddy when I bop
Try to name another n***a in my city that's this hot
Shootin' a Five-seveN, bullets move like hemis when I pop
[Verse 3: FWC Big Key]
Can't' find you, then I'ma take it to your people
Chunky-ass Glock, I can't tuck it, this bitch diesel
Thirty-somethin' hollows, but you hip, this bitch see-through
Madman, I'll drop a n***a like it's PO

[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
Oh, you dropped another chain? It's gettin' repo'd
Give me that, air his head out, he need some Fix-A-Flat
AR got a kit and extra shit, it look like Midget Mac
I'm tryna hook this baby up, I need some Similac

[Outro: Rio Da Yung OG]
What up, Key, n***a?
Ghetto Boyz shit, n***a, Cash Gang shit
Flint Town to the D, n***a, you know what's goin' on