Lyrics

[Verse 1: The Jacka] Just like the Shower Posse My niggas do a hit off a Kawasaki Salat times, still go n pray beside my ahki 23 bodies, all I wanted was a Maserati Pull up to the after hours, we ain't tryna party Pickin' up them bands while your girlfriends count 'em for me I just laugh cause you guys is funny Drum in your face, no place to hide your money Any time I did that is cause they had it comin' Bubb doin' time in the Max. he never ask for nothin' Lil thugs coppin' from Jack, I don't tax 'em nothin' If you ever try double back, I smack you with the Russian Slow down and get walked out Have you ever seen a clown chalked out Hit you and don't kill you, man that don't count You want respect in here then don't smile [Hook: Freeze] I got eyes in the back of my head Its real rules to the game When you after this bread It's the Mob (?) My price is my price I drive a hard bargain I don't need no bitch, I get the chop barkin' Worldwide we in places you'll never see I get tired sometimes but I never sleep Born a leader, I don't the world prepared for I'm a boy, that's somethin' you'll never be [Verse 2: Berner] More money more killers Ima keep around me Bullet proof Range, you can keep the Audi Keep it cloudy, smoke tough Mendocino County Have my pockets fat no (?) Fed hot, Conspiracy is a cold charge Playin' with that girl got my nose clogged In and outta state I sold weight New car, fresh off the lot with no plates I'm tryna make a move Rollin' Y, the shit you brought to burn got no taste What you know about a quick trip real double I'm talking 42 for the outdoor Bubba Yea when the outdoor hits it's like I hit the lotto I got Cherry Pie, Y, and some new Gelato I bring my own smoke out to Colorado 25 pounds and the fully auto [Hook] [Verse 3: Freeze] I tell a sucka he ain't fly like I'm fly And I'm smokin' on the best, you ain't high like i'm high Black on black shit pullin' up, it's the Mob Open up the door we emerge from the clouds You looking at a king, Egypt is where I get it from Malcolm with the (?) for the truth I'm just gettin' some I shine in the dark like some VS1's Childhood, innocence gone, what did he become Went from the pupil to the teacher just by livin' some My niggas locked (?), I'ma send 'em some But you only get a couple options when you livin' wrong Rollin' Jack-Hammers tippin' bottles in my living room I'm the MCM on your girl Instagram MCM luggage catchin' flights I'm a business man I unlocked my potential then I built the brand I'm a boy you can't get close enough to to shake my hand [Hook]