Song 7

Lyrics

[Intro: StanWill] (Ooh, shit, what the fuck, Daniel?) Huh (Danny G on the beat) [Verse 1: StanWill] Thousand-dollar sneakers, but the tee was four-fifty All this motherfuckin' motion, I might leave a ho dizzy Bitch, my neck look like an ocean, your ho tryna go fishin' (Damn, JakeSand) European sneakers, bitch, my toe say my shoe size Quick to put an opp on FOX 2, they think he Roop Raj Lookin' like my fuckin' overall, boy, I got two 9s 'Til I D-I-E, I'm DSM, bitch, fuck a new saga [Verse 2: MJPAID] Bust in an opp bitch, she gon' have to get her tubes tied I'ma double back if it's green, mister two-time Shit, catch me in that lane, RTA up on my Kool Kiys So many fuckin' sticks up in the crib, it's a tool shop, duel shop Brother got a Glock and like two chops I ain't trippin' on no milli', that shit comin' in like due timе Gotta peep the signs, I can see 'em with my two eyеs (Shit) I got an eight of Stilpane, we need two pops [Verse 3: Fordio] I was bustin' off the drank, tryna fight my nod Shit, since a youngin, I knew I was ahead of my time We just scored a six-pack, goin' line for line Just know I'm burnin' out if you catch me in your town Been runnin' miles, know they hate us up at Enterprise Finna pour this whole eight, heard it was a drought He don't never got no pape', love to run his mouth Shit, I been punchin' shit like Tank, clerks, knock 'em out [Verse 4: BabyTron & Prince Jefe] What I'm hoppin' in today, you would've drove to prom I'm ridin' solo, faced an eight, he just poured a line Cuddy finna bust a chicken open, brodie, close the blinds Jefe finna bust your BM open, then I toss her out [Verse 5: BabyTron] I'm a baller now, I just dogged her out Four-pack of Slapwoods, finna fog the house You get bossed around, the plug gon' toss some pounds Touched down with a half a ticket, we the talk of town [Verse 6: Prince Jefe] Put the fifty to his grill, look who talkin' now Switchy on a Desert Eagle, bullets hawk him down In the kitchen, I keep seein' babies like an ultrasound Cuddy in the kitchen catchin' rabies, his dog barkin' loud [Verse 7: BabyTron & Prince Jefe] He need a tetanus shot Switchin' beaches, was Miami, I'm on Venice now I snuck the blick in with the bitches, they ain't pat 'em down That nigga jeff, ain't got a ten, he need a cap and gown [Verse 8: ScrumbleMan] It's like three months in, I made a fifty off the bets I'm like three hoes in and I done heard a thousand threats To get you put up in the grave, it won't take a thousand steps This an ARP, 12 see me, I won't break a sweat [Verse 9: J1Hunnit] I heard when 12 jumped down, he drew a sketch We goin' back and forth on the dog price, we playin' fetch Beat the white 'til it's navy blue and red like the Nets Ridin' with that stick like a witch, I threw a hex [Verse 10: ScrumbleMan] To get them killers outta bed, all it take is a text Bitch, it's Dog $hit Militia, to me, you a pest All I gotta do is pour an eight of green to get some rest .300 Blackout ARP, watch me give this bitch a test [Verse 11: J1Hunnit] I'm goin' out in fashion in this Chrome Heart vest I'm puttin' a hundred thousand large in a Louis treasure chest The birds migratin', they say they just left the nest It's Monday, but I'm still finna come Sunday's best [Verse 12: TrDee] I'ma get her naked 'cause my chain wet just like a beach Finna head out west just like LeBron, I'm tryna feel the heat I'm a ShittyBoy, man, I be shittin', drippin' like a leak They gon' try to take you out the game before you reach your peak No cap, that never could be me Got my Glocky on me, I'ma ball until I D-I-E I'm around some bosses, you can meet us in the VIP It ain't really comp, 'cause who can really fuck with TrDee?