[Big Yavo & Obow G5] Yeah Yeah, yeah I woke up (G5) On them Percs, I told G5 let´s get it (Let´s get it, man)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Obow G5] I´ma keep on going, I ain´t stopping They like, "G5, you the motherfuckin´ hottest" They knowin´ I´m a hustler, but we posted with the robbers I be posted with the robbers Gotta beat the odds, came a long way from the bottom Narcs been on our ass, gettin´ hard to fuckin´ spot ´em Chillin´ in the hood, blowin´ Runtz with my shottas Blowin´ opp with my partners
[Big Yavo] I ain´t even gon´ lie to you, Big Yavo gon´ blow like a C4
Lately, been rockin´ lil´ solo, these niggas, they so broke And they don´t stick to the G code I threw back a Perc´, went and rolled up some Cookies And came to the ´yo, I´m in beast mode You play with my profit, a price on your top, bitch Skrrt, fah-fah, repo You play with me, bitch, I´ma shoot you Ain´t nothin´ like Craig, would´ve killed Big Deebo My niggas locked up and they won´t let ´em out Nah, I ain´t talkin´ ´bout Akon These niggas, they green, Draymond Big black 40 on me like Big Faizon Love, I´m tryna run out the plug Glock in my shorts when I hoop, I´m a thug
Lately, been rocking designer I´ll give you a hundred, you see me at Finish Line I was blind when they crossed me Like YoungBoy, I´m talkin´ ´bout plenty times Hardaway like Derez De´Shon, yeah And I didn´t have a penny, nah Look, now I can spend it in Lenox now Benzes and Bimmers, we rent ´em now Fuck a nigga two times I´m Fendi´d down Yeah, I´m walkin´ ´round Fendi´d down Free the bros doin´ time down the road Kept it solid, never fold, never told, yeah Fuck a bitch, know it´s bros over hoes Remember used to share the same clothes, yeah Hot nigga, so my heart real cold Real ice on my chest, now my heart real froze
[Obow G5] I´ma keep on going, I ain´t stopping They like, "G5, you the motherfuckin´ hottest" They knowin´ I´m a hustler, but we posted with the robbers I be posted with the robbers Gotta beat the odds, came a long way from the bottom Narcs been on our ass, gettin´ hard to fuckin´ spot ´em Chillin´ in the hood, blowin´ Runtz with my shottas Blowin´ opp with my partners
[Obow G5] Get rich or die tryin´ like I´m 50 I´m tryna run up my digits Countin´ blue hundreds and fifties
Bitch, we got choppers and glizzys My shooter trigger finger itchin´ My shooter trigger finger itchin´, yeah, yeah All of the Glocks, they came with extensions We was really really all in them trenches My niggas, they servin´ pots all in the kitchen And it´s so crazy, we came from a penny Might hit the mall, I might fuck off at Lenox Hellcat go fast, in traffic, I´m spinnin´ Fuck with these niggas, I know they pretendin´ Just had a lil´ boy, know I´m stackin´ my digits
[Obow G5] I´ma keep on going, I ain´t stopping They like, "G5, you the motherfuckin´ hottest" They knowin´ I´m a hustler, but we posted with the robbers I be posted with the robbers
Gotta beat the odds, came a long way from the bottom Narcs been on our ass, gettin´ hard to fuckin´ spot ´em Chillin´ in the hood, blowin´ Runtz with my shottas Blowin´ opp with my partners I´ma keep on going, I ain´t stopping They like, "G5, you the motherfuckin´ hottest" They knowin´ I´m a hustler, but we posted with the robbers I be posted with the robbers Gotta beat the odds, came a long way from the bottom Narcs been on our ass, gettin´ hard to fuckin´ spot ´em Chillin´ in the hood, blowin´ Runtz with my shottas