67 (Today)

Lyrics

[Intro] SRB separation confirmed Coming up on, uh, staging the burn-out of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds Hill productions [Chorus: Monkey & LD] Niggas saying 67k I don't know you, move out my way (Move out my way) 67 ain't a gang; it's a family Rudeboy, mind what you say (Mind what you say) If it weren't for the cameras Couple man would be dead up today (Man would be dead up today) Twenty-five in the Mac, two in the dotty Six in the tray (Six in the tray) Suttin' garn dead up today Believe me the mackah will spray (Mackah will spray) A thousand grams in the box That's the food that I bagged up today (Bagged up today) Bitch tryna give me top, I don't know you Move, get the fuck out my face (Get the fuck out my face) No face no case (Gang) Su-suttin' garn dead up today (Suttin' garn dead up today) [Verse 1: Monkey] Smoke man normal (Normal) .44 corn, that's awful (That's awful) The wise man said, "You'll be rich one day" So I trap hard normal (So I trap) Skeng in a four-door truck Fuck the pigs, we unlawful (Fuck the feds) Outta town couple packs, we moving informal Ten toes on the opp block (Opp block) Lurk with the big M and the dot-dots Woosh, woosh Sweep a nigga up if he fucks with the opp block (Woosh) A bitch can get it too That's the meaning of an opp thot (Opp thot, bitch) Trap so hard, I ain't even checked my stopwatch (I ain't checked it) Money is the mo' So I get dough, interrupt, get steamed like a hot pot (Bow, bow) Loud buds in the room Spark up the joint, that's opp pot Browning down low All that bitch do is top top (Top top) Niggas thought they was hard When they rid out with that dead pop [Chorus: Monkey & LD] Niggas saying 67k I don't know you, move out my way (Get the fuck out my way) 67 ain't a gang; it's a family Rudeboy, mind what you say (It's a family) If it weren't for the cameras Couple man would be dead up today (Dead up, dead up) Twenty-five in the Mac, two in the dotty Six in the tray (Six in the tray) Suttin' garn dead up today Believe me the mackah will spray (Woosh, woosh) A thousand grams in the box That's the food that I bagged up today (Trap, trap) Bitch tryna give me top, I don't know you Move get the fuck out my face (Get the fuck out my face) No face no case, Su-suttin' garn dead up today (Dead up, dead up) [Verse 2: LD] Suttin' soon drop (Dead) Got twenty-five bells for an opp (Twenty five shots) I remember that day so clear When we came through and suttin' got shot (Bow, bow) Make a whole load of gwop (Money) Anytime bro throws me a box (Trap) In a four-door truck with the dots See jakes then I swerve and I'm off (Skrr) I've been outside getting money in (Money) Any crop that was there, I was running in (In) M used to get mad (Mad like M) Like "fuck this LD we're bunning him" (Bow, bow) Look when I got my man Not one of his bredrins was jumping in (No) Look, we fry man (Bow) Like roll on your block and start dumping things (Bow, bow) These niggas don't know man (No) I'll finesse me a box from the cro' man (Cro') Finesse me some bread from the dough man (Money) Might roll up with M and just smoke man (Bow) Look at these yutes Flexing in vids when they're broke as a joke and they owe man (Bummy) Early morning at the door like the postman (Early) Might just blow me a face with the coke can (Bow) [Chorus: Monkey & LD] Niggas saying 67k I don't know you, move out my way (Move out my way) 67 ain't a gang, it's a family Rudeboy, mind what you say (Rudeboy, mind what you say) If it weren't for the cameras Couple man would be dead up today (Man would be dead up today) Twenty-five in the Mac, two in the dotty Six in the tray (Six in the tray) Suttin' garn dead up today Believe me the mackah will spray (Mackah will spray) A thousand grams in the box That's the food that I bagged up today (Bagged up today) Bitch tryna give me top, I don't know you Move get the fuck out my face (Get the fuck out of my face) No face no case Su-suttin' garn dead up today (Suttin' garn dead up today)