[Verse: Whoisjeremy]
Drinkin tequila got flame in my system
I'm with the homies you know that I missed 'em
This shit got flowing, RB20 piston
Can you keep up with me homie just listen
It's the next Monday, I'm back with my homies
We take out the bottles and we see the shawties
Keep eye on one girl and I'm using my expertise
Talking to her, yeah she vibin she feeling me
Vibin she feelin me
Patron on the rocks we will be by the bay
We got the Don Julio we do not play
Got some more liquor coming on thе way
Gotta be the one to takе another shot
And take it down
I'm running through these shots real fast now
All the homies keeping pace
They're taking shots without a face
They're gunning all these shots like right now
Tequila going into to me
I know that you are feeling me
So take another shot like right now
Everbody partying and
Everybody bodying they're
Downing all these shots like right now
[Verse: JEYLADO]
Set in dirty motion
Lessen my talk
Weak in my knees
Mama look at my walk
Takin’ my walls down slowly
Livin’ in the dark, it excite me
Sight me, with a aimsight
Slightly leanin’ with a bitch
To my close right
Keep a zip loc, when I slipknot
I thought high thots
Don’t get high thoughts
I taught them
I don’t play with Glocks
That lifestyle way too fuckin hot
I don't, I don't, uh
I don’t just pull up to no block
I don't
So I gotta keep the vest up under tees
When I fuck I slip it underneath
When I smoke it’s in my dungarees
When I sip my drink I sip it carefully

[Verse: DILLA]
I’m five seconds away
From grabbin gats and cockin back
Can’t expect me to front it
Four the fiends just smokin crack
Chargin threeple for tabs
What I got, you wish you had
Two bitches just enough
For the crew, paid in CAD
If she’s thinkin I’m the one
Then that bitch should call me daddy
I’m parked just up front
Rollin blunts off the addy
While I’m smokin L's, you take them
And that’s just the way it goes
Lil S hopped out the caddy
With 300 worth in snow
Got a pack of darts to hack
And cleanin plates up with my nose
Rockin back and forth and
Actin up I’m leanin for support
Needin bitches that be bad enough
To suck me like it’s sport
Fiendin bad but I can’t take no more
I gotta go to court
So now I’m runnin through these beats
Dealin bars I freshly pressed
With pen and paper passed it back
Went ahead and saved the rest
I said, test me tread with caution
Cause I’m runnin out of options
Wash my name up out your mouth
I ain’t playin bout no opp shit