Elks

Lyrics

[Intro] I had to get the feel, though Uh Felt this shit in my soul for real [Verse] Around the corner from the P's where we parlayed All my niggas suited for the party at the place between The Pelt and Maple Parkway Instant Messenger on aim, how we use to tell bitches To tell bitches tonight we in the Elks with it A party hall where dudes from every hood would come to flex in You knew the bouncer, then he let you in there with your weapon Fights and shootouts usually how the night was ended A death trap because our only exit was the entrance Still I'm in an attendance Like I ain't got no sense It was the thrill, plus I had a thing for them ghetto project bitches Spanish broads with red hair, that was my type or Brown skinned joints with black hair and the highlights They was all going So me, Flu, Breeze, Reem, T was all rolling Six different liquors in our cups, we all poured it Already prepared No need to pick up Shae Butta, that nigga's already there, yeah Breeze had the Corolla Flu had the Cutless We treated them like they were Bentleys and the hoes loved it Knew it's us by the Geno Green three X Tee's Lil Wayne blasting out the speakers, that was GSP Summer time shootouts at The Elks, nigga Where your attire acquired the iron right by your belt, nigga Had to be there to feel the way we felt, nigga Summertime shootouts at The Elks Swerving Forest Avenue, we so drunk By the grace of God, ain't no cops pull us over Especially with the police station right around the corner Man, in that moment, felt like nobody controlled us Other niggas from other hoods, but this is our trenches Some get-fly niggas mixed with live wire niggas Ask to come inside by a couple thot bitches No need to get into drama, we parking lot pimpin' Yeah, posted up Shae Butta 'round the corner throwing up Leaned over over the cars, my niggas over drunk Few chicks approached us, but They aight now, but I know they gonna look hideous once we sober up Fuck it, after this we up at IHOP Fanangle hoes, then we back to Breeze and T-Time's spot But them plans of ours done got cock blocked Some stupid nigga let off five shots Damn [Outro] Yo, and the party just started getting jumping, dog, like It was crazy All we heard was, "Boom-boom, boom-boom-boom" We started runnin' to the car and shit And got in the car and whatever Everybody else jumped in they car Breeze be in our joint And some girls popped a head up in the back of the car Be like, oh shit Like some random chick we ain't know And the rest of the story is to be continued