[Intro]
(Island with the cash like Diego)
(Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one)

[Chorus: TOB Duke]
Get up and go get it, get straight to the business
You peep all the stuntin', you know how we livin'
I won't walk out 'less it's 'bout some chicken
Pop out on the 'Gram like, "Duke, you trippin'"
Run it up just like Nike, I'm chasin' a check
King Kong, beat on my chest
Why the fuck he thought 'bout wearin' that pussy-ass vest?
Aim that bitch straight at his neck

[Verse 1: TOB Duke]
Smackin' on ass, I'm pullin' out all her tracks
Hit that bitch straight from the back
Told that bitch, "I only got one daughter, don't be calling me dad"
Warzone rebirth, bitch, we sendin' them missiles
Bullets, they rippin' through tissue
We'll pop out, all of my n***as, they too official
N***as be getting they issue
Don't even think about running 'cause bullets, they fly
Sendin' 'em straight to the sky
All of them n***as be talkin' like they just be steppin', them n***as won't hurt a fly
Uh, gettin' on live with all of them guns, you know that you livin' a lie
I got on my grind and now I'm on my shit, everybody want a piece of the pie
They wasn't with us sleepin' on that floor, trappin' in NY
You ain't pressin' shit, it's on these soldiers that I stand by
We gon' rock out, let it hit, out in traffic with that fire
I get a rush every time I shoot that carbon, I can't lie
Jumped out this shit for a minute, but now I'm back in
Won't take off first if that shit don't come with a backend
[Verse 2: Dom Vallie]
I skrrt out the yard in a big body Audi, I feel like I'm Megan Thee Stallion, uh
I make a lot every time that I talk with the flick of my wrist like Italians, uh
Can't even tally it up, this a medallion, this ain't no regular watch
Double tourbillion got complication, this Patek Philippe my lil' grandfather clock
King Kong and Godzilla just linked up, my n***as gon' tear down the city
We outside, outside like springtime, on tour, all my killy them with me
I'm the biggest n***a in my city, my time ain't coming, my time is here right now
Only man that I fear named G-O-D, but that man ain't here right now
He better fear if he owe me a thing, can't tell my G's pipe down
You say you belong to the streets, I own these streets right now

[Chorus: Dom Vallie]
Get up and go get it, go straight to the business
You peep all the stuntin', you know how we livin'
I won't walk out 'less it's 'bout some chicken
Pop out on the 'Gram like, "Vallie, you trippin'"
Run it up just like Nike, I'm chasin' a check
Godzilla, beat on my chest
Why the fuck he thought 'bout wearin' that pussy-ass vest?
Aim that bitch straight at his neck