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[Intro: Drego] Okay Boy Man [Chorus: Drego] Me Tony Montana, okay Lil' bro, you got the stick, okay He tryna get him a stain Wan' pour it in the Fanta, okay Watch how you hittin' them borners Might fuck around and spill my drank Got G, seven-fours, okay Bitch, I'm leavin', I'm not just waitin' Nigga tryna eat off my plate Nigga get hit with a K Nigga, you ain't never had to struggle Nah, you don't feel my pain Nigga had to get it out the mud Nigga, I been trappin' all day Nigga, what you know 'bout plug love? Get this shit right from the Bay [Verse 1: Drego] Nigga try to lead the way But niggas can't follow my pace Oh, you Hakeem in the paint? You gon' post on the block all day I'ma slide, try and get me a stain My young dog tryna get him a name Told him load up the fully, don't aim (Boy) Need a half on some girl, okay If the boy is a ten, you straight I been sippin' this lean all day Nigga out here servin' Lois Lane On the road, done robbed eleven lames If they flip you with the shit, you baked Sent the bitch in the club, she bait Fuck you good, then send the location Suck you good, then send the lobation Have 'em speedin' like they ridin' on Daytons Your bitch the type to put in rotation Servin' patients, but I ain't got no patience Put a Perc in my lean, I'ma lace it Now niggas wanna cross me like laces Packin' up the work, Eddie Lacy Tryna do the whole dash like Stacey [Chorus: Drego & Peewee Longway] Me Tony Montana, okay Lil' bro, you got the stick, okay He tryna get him a stain Wan' pour it in the Fanta, okay Watch how you hittin' them borners Might fuck around and spill my drank Got G, seven-fours, okay Bitch, I'm leavin', I'm not just waitin' Nigga tryna eat off my plate Nigga get hit with a K (Okay) Nigga, you ain't never had to struggle (Okay) Nah, you don't feel my pain (Okay) Nigga had to get it out the mud (Okay) Nigga, I been trappin' all day (Okay) Nigga, what you know 'bout plug love? (Okay) Get this shit right from the Bay (Okay) [Verse 2: Peewee Longway] Hundred zaza in the baggage claim Dirty FN got perfect aim Fuck 'round, catch me a case Murder rate up, it's the 60 gang Prices go up like it's chain gang Christian Dior with the plain jane Baguettey my bup, pour a pint of lean The GT coupe look like Maybelline Gabbana my feet, it's a murder scene Bought the Bentayga truck, sell it to your team When I double my cup, that's a sixteen In the trap sellin' bricks like hot wings When it's clean, it taste like ginseng We get Forgis and put 'em on four rings If she gorgeous, she might get an AP I want Wafi baguette with the 3D (Baguettey) Spin through your block like the CD I got the stick on repeat Watch how he touchin' these bundles I got the chopper like bike week Left wrist cost three hundred 'Bout these diamonds, I'll poke you like Rice Street When it's beef, make 'em turn into ahkis In that Bay, my young nigga get hyphy Longway, bitch [Chorus: Drego] Me Tony Montana, okay Lil' bro, you got the stick, okay He tryna get him a stain Wan' pour it in the Fanta, okay Watch how you hittin' them borners Might fuck around and spill my drank Got G, seven-fours, okay Bitch, I'm leavin', I'm not just waitin' Nigga tryna eat off my plate Nigga get hit with a K Nigga, you ain't never had to struggle Nah, you don't feel my pain Nigga had to get it out the mud Nigga, I been trappin' all day Nigga, what you know 'bout plug love? Get this shit right from the Bay [Outro: Peewee Longway & Drego] Hundred zaza in the baggage claim (Okay) Dirty FN got perfect aim (Okay) Okay Okay