Blvd Cheecho x Blvd Braze x Blvd Twizz (Back2Back)

Nah, I'm playin', nah, hold up, bae Famboy and Chong Chong, we was at that store Come and holla at us if you got a dub or more And you niggas poo-pots out here, y'all be sharin' poles Figurin' you ain't really gettin' money posted at that store Niggas talkin' bout it real, but they really flossin Niggas figurin' you ain't really got no poundage, you sellin' O's Pussy niggas out here be postin', they be sellin' clothes Couple up on your block, nigga, hit your ass with this pole I can't do nothin' with a bird, bitch, she a fuckin' toad Told the bitch, after I fuck, I'ma hit the door Told that bitch, spin it over, lil' bitch, make it touch and show I said your man was real tough, he got killed by a hoe Pulled up on fake and almost got killed on the phone Nigga got caught slippin' and he got killed on his phone Called that nigga with his homie and he dipped on his bro I told you, nigga, stop fakin', stop dissin' on my bros Hunnid shells in his face, lil' nigga, casket closed You said your bitch was a chooser, nigga, I'm the one she chose Had to block that lil' bitch's number, told that bitch she threw the most Nigga, you can't go on the mission, you'll probably fold I might be a lil' nigga, got a big stick Told the bitch, you can't chill with me, this ain't Netflix I might hit my scammin' boy up with a check head Bitch said I can't fuck, so I fuck their best friend Know a nigga clean your block all day like he Mexican Know a nigga whip the wok so good like he Asian Know a nigga kick your door, lil' nigga, home invasion Nigga ran so fast, I started blowin', he was skatin Lotta dry-hand niggas, lil' nigga, like me Asian Bumbo clock, gunshot, lil' nigga, we Jamaican Ever since we was gettin' to the bag, y'all was hatin Pull up on a nigga, block with the thunder, get the quaker 44BOVD, come get with the nation Be with Muslim niggas, yeah, I'm talkin' Asalaamu Alaikum Be with Muslim niggas, yeah, I'm talkin' Asalaamu Alaikum Catch a nigga slippin' right my way, we gon' have to bait him All the fiends say the drug great, like I'm Frost and Flitch Ain't try and get a pussy up, so I'ma face it Nigga, I'd never chase a bitch, I be money chase Had to get it on my own, nigga, I got tired of waitin I had to get a real chain, nigga, I got tired of fakin Bitch, I really hate niggas like I'm Ronald Reagan Lil' nigga, Big Paul, I get to snappin Tom Brady, I can't throw pigs, bitch, I'm quarterbackin Four in the morning, bangin' up, bitch, I'm early trappin Left, down, right, up, up, I got the cheat code You ain't talkin' money, nigga, cause you really broke We be really laughin' at niggas cause y'all really jokes Niggas really don't want no problems, we be givin' smoke We be givin' smoke