[Demitrius Capone]
Yo if you got trust issues, trust the shoes
Nobody spit it better than us
We spit sicker than ever, trust

[Julius Luciano]
Y'all n***as better trust the shoes
Fuck with me and I fuck with you
Y'all n***as better trust the shoes
You hustle for your money, we hustle too
Circle gang, my teams in this bitch
Surgeon hands we clean as a bitch
Young mister Luci, life is a movie
Stick to the every last scene in the script

[Demitrius Capone]
A n***a going in I'm finna zone out
A n***a finna sprint to that endzone now
That mean I get it in just when I touch down
I'm sitting in Benz or a Enzo now
And when I roll up, that window roll down
Brat brat, I be on that gunplay shit
And when I'm in the wind my I'm finna blow down
I'm chilling with a vixen, a runway chick

[Kenny Siegel]
You won't bars you can trust this Shoe with that
Cause I ain't never really had an issue with that
Fuck what you n***as say, every single one of you n***as gay
That's why you been trying to slip through the cracks
I blow trees though, get my cold drink on
It may not be right, but it all seem wrong
Off in the game, some don't belong
That's why you n***as career just don't belong
[Dice Dinero]
That's that shit that drives me cray
N***as talk shit from a mile away, hey
N***as know that C.O.B. don't play
Brat, brat, brat's what the Glock gonn' say
Never met a whip that got no grades
Drop-top Benz looking half insane
Hey, everything I drive's insane fast that whip that drives me cray

[Julius Luciano]
I step up in this bitch looking fresh to death
Dodger fitted you figure I rep the west
Trust we bosses no need to second guess
Snatch your money until there's nothing left
Yeah, I be on that new shit
For that ya foot locker, yeah we on that shoe shit
Glock 9 in case n***as wanna do shit
Bang, clear shot, grey goose shit

[Kenny Siegel]
Your money is quite depressing
Just thinking of it's slightly stressing
They know we pay once my team step in
They hate to see us in the cut like infections
But I'm a get my guap, guap
Cause I really have no time to wait in line
You should invent a clock belt
Since you're already know for wasting time
[Demitrius Capone]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
All y'all n***as in trouble
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
N***as wanna, n***as wanna love hoes
N***as what fo' n***as fuck hoes
N***a fa sho I just wanna, I just wanna touch dough
N***a touch dough, and touch more dough oh oh
N***as know, n***as know

[Dice Dinero]
N***as know I ride til I die
N***as know it's COB til I die, n***a la la la la
When I see the cops on the side
I throw a fucking COB in the sky n***a la la la la
N***a so what if you say
Fuck when I come in the place, fuck what you say
N***a got a gun in his waist
When it’s 'cause a Blood in the place, n***as running away

[Demitrius Capone]
C.O.B., crooked motherfuckas
Shoe gang a.k.a. Crooked's younger brothers
Gutta, tell em I'm a [?] motherfucka
And tell Forbes, yeah they bout to put me on the cover, gettin butta
[Dice Dinero]
Hitting the streets in them killer whips
Cause I'm the D-dealer, pushing dealerships
We the shit, flyer than them birds
I mean them other kinds yeah we flyer than them birds

[Julius Luciano]
I'm flyer than a spur, fa sho I'm live
Riding through L.B. n***a, Shore Line Drive
On the 45, riding wit my .45 blah
Get in my car baby we fuck four or five times

[Kenny Siegel]
Plus four or five times
You can take shots from my four plus five - nine
We here, you can pour the fine wine, bring on all the fine dimes
If you can't see that we the sickest, you're borderline blind