We Tricoastal man, East Coast,
Texas Connect, Powwow, DZ
Been gettin' money, are y 'all for real?
I'm in my Chevy takin' two lanes up
Triple cup, listenin' to a
Chopped and screwed, I'm ridin' through like I'm Big
K .R .T. Orca whalin' with Rich, we on some big shit
My Seahawks piece is glow
You don't know me in person,
but seen me on TV probably
Cause I'm in the mix like
I'm a hustler sellin' lean out of a sippy cup
Two fifteens in the trunk,
Fallin' asleep, a bad bitch is what
Mobbin' takin' up two rings
Here come them boys on candy
Paper stack, it ain't foldin'
House of colors, paint soakin'
Hold up, hold up, watch the cup
In arm reach, that pistol tucked
Hold your nuts, go get them bucks
All hard work, this ain't no luck
Stack it up with my mouth shut
Loose lips, get boys caught up
But my music loud and that kush loud
I keep silent like O .G. wrote up
All I know is hard grindin',
Top fakin', biggin', bakin',
Wrist colder than a penguin,
fuck what a hater thinkin'
take a picture, I don't mind
I've been working earning
Swinging two lanes in Seattle,
Takin' up two lanes H -Sign, Texas
You know what we sippin' on
You know what we smokin' on
Thanks for watching guys!