Bodega Bamz
Rebel Rousers
[Verse 1: Bodega Bamz]
What the fuck, trying to conquer the world
Two cuts in my eyebrow, wrap with the curls
Still, n***as wanna second guess me
Cut a snake off and they still test me
Feel knife low, everybody check me
European denim, still trying to guess me
Levi with the feline, let me kick
Like Fe Fi with the sea side, off the rip
Deal drugs like Chinx (RIP)
Two [?] vision (All I see)
If I ain't let go of the record (Lease)
If you see something on my waist (It's a piece!)
Eighteen karat gold all in my teeth
God-like flow, make a profit, Papi preach
Eighteen karat gold all in my teeth
God-like flow, make a profit, Papi preach

[Verse 2: Kanary Black]
For the team bust the whole clip
Life a movie my n***a so learn the whole script
Still make a killing with my old shit
The hunger really got a n***a dealing on some dope shit
Dope good, but the fiends still dope sick
Hit the block, got the work, let it go quick
I can tell you how to move and who to flow with
There's only one rule n***a: don’t snitch
I'm making the trappin' happen on magicJack
Call Luka, make the tragic happen
They treat me my respect man they gotta dap him
A n***a flow once and y'all still jack him?
Shit is out of hand like the rock slip
Got the gun in hand, let it cock quick
Hear your heart beating make it stop quick
Pop shit, saying you the truth, but you not it