Hall N Nash (feat. Kobevez)

Rocks in my Buffs swinging sticks like I'm bam bam Thought I sent his ass A lil method, he a ham ham You a pump faker, steady flashing all yo mans bands Money counter beep, then Imma thumb it til my hands jam Boss life ain't no way you niggas beating me I feel like Lil Wayne, I move in silence and keep it G Money getting long, best believe she ain't leaving me Bust that nigga top like some wock, yeah the lean on me Tripping at the set you would've thought a nigga shoes untied Hot nigga with a frozen heart, shit I'm cool inside Pulling out the blues, Left yo bitch with the cupid eyes And I touch cheese like I'm greg finna loser slide Metal Arm on me, Hitting stores like I'm bucky barnes Green on my body, now yo bitch want my Lucky Charms Brody bape zipped, going ape on them monkey bars Rap on old beats, man I'm something like a funky star Yeah, Listen Cause I'm shining now Used to doordash now I'm up, So we dining out Pull out the heartbeat, If it's beef we gone find his house She said "You the Goat" I know bitch, you just finding out Listen, Make it make sense Tech on me, doing niggas foul, call a flagrant Got it out the mud, making songs in the basement Saying that I'm broke, Come on bitch, Do You Caine sniff Shit you got to I don't throw hands if it's beef, You tryna box who? Bro got a switch, he let it play just like a cartoon And I'm on my grind, stay on point like a harpoon Yeah I'm on that grind I'm tryna tell you that I'm coming up Got some rich on me, Don't come around if you broke as fuck Pretty bitches choosing off the name got some hoes with us Hit up Kuai Liang for the Ice he just froze the Buffs Yeah I'm talking crazy huh I walk around with four pockets full like Lil Baby huh If you see me out and about, just know they paid me something I'm All about the bread so If it's pape Imma make me some Shit im in the Stu' Cooking up like I'm Walter White Calvin Cambridge, Young nigga with a Baller Life Mr. Check Dropper, See this Shit? I made it all tonight Mr. Put It On, I see yo bitch You better call her mine Billion Dollar Bars in this Bitch, Feel like Bruce Wayne Aye, And I up a mask at Nighttime Best believe I'm getting niggas dropped like Some Loose change Alright, You better pray you got a Lifeline That's Yo bitch four L but you don't know that I call to smash At the club all Yo bitch see is Falling cash From the East Side but on the West, I got guns too Yeah, We in this bitch just like Hall and Nash Thousand Streams, Ten minutes, All off of YouTube Shots connected from a far like it was bluetooth Niggas know I'm all about my green like it's Hulu Show yo bitch the blues, bet she shake like a loose tooth Feel like AK Bandamont cause I got Bands a lot This whip got horsepower call me Yoozles Lancelot I kicked her out the crib like is you throwing ass or not When I spit, Niggas go sss like they hands was hot Niggas like some surfers, all they love to do is ride waves Shit talking, Let his Soul Fly like Rod Wave Love to run his mouth, we cut him up into a Bald Fade Punching up at Saks like I came to my Job late All this Cheese on me, You would think I'm tryna catch mice Bars popping out my head, Shit I might catch Lice In my cup it's cough syrup, Mixed with cracked ice Niggas never hearing me, So now I gotta say it Twice I Could never have been fucked with I made bands with every Nigga I discussed with And I fapped every Nigga I then fussed with 2K23, All year I'm dropping fuck shit