[Verse 1] Clip 2.7.5

Keep it jiggy wit it
Ride round dirty
Is you really wit it
I put the heat up in it
Team up in it
Pure white beam wit the lean up in it
Bet I look clean up in it
Green up in it
Scene up in it bet I be seen up in it
Fuckin up the block
Buckin up I'm up I never stop
Muthafuck a cop
Buck buck buck
Swerving out in my own lane
I'm on tour, I'm gettin money
N***as mad cuz I ain't even play a show
But my pockets fat, they all on me
Got another hustle
On my line
My n***as on the grind
Bet they will all deny that they know me
If the Popo knock the door
& find the O's up on my side
I bet that I would fly up out the country
Uh
2.7.5. My goons, what?
Gank n we out them tunes
Buck
Wild wit a 45 1911
Die live up in heaven
Make room
Bust
Vibin out wit great people
Clip , Pouya n Niko
Bitch we Wildin out
N fill each row
At the shows n fuck wit them freak hoes
What?
"Mom im a millionaire now"
Can't wait to say it with you in the crowd
Can't wait to blaze it wit u on the loud
Run up on me I pull it like Meth
Its Tical
Blackout
Bouta cash out
Lash out
Put that ass out
Pull the hash out
Ask bout
Me & my n***as go BANGK
But dawg what the fuck did u thank?
Red Table up in this thang


[Verse 2] Niko Is

I be on it, the limelight, so shine the high beam on it
Catch a body on it, that s a hobby, put everybody on it
Was lookin like dry bee vomit, i got raps
Do the right thing, i spike lee on it
Dont ever come to my dream, yo they might be horny
I body the whole game, hoes be like golly youre the mayne
All the jolly herbs i blaze, ay yo im Dali workin paint dawg
Rock a coat hoe, polyurethane
Its a trial and error game and i be flying high as Led Zeppelin
I heard the stairway to heaven's the next exit
So text lex and tell him to bring me the stretch Lex
You know, the one that got the 3D TV in the headrest
See me, i'm your best best, poppin' like cassette decks
Yes yes, fresh fresh wit the tec for those that test test
Got O's of the best best, that YY that XX
1 in a million, i run wit blunted Brazilians, they come wit guns in the building
Whooop
I see sounds, i paint words, i write colors
Fire in my eyes, im higher than the Wright brothers
Sippin mimosas having meetings with the high ones
Discussing rhyme structures while we're eating pie, fucker