[Hook: Creative Gold]
All that back and forth n***a that's child's play
N***as want that war we fighting our way
Young fresh I'm the plug I get it for the low
They be acting dumb but man these n***as know
N***as know x2
They be acting dumb but man these n***as know
N***as know x2
They be acting dumb but man these n***as know

[Verse 1: Creative Gold]
Young fresh I'm the plug
I get it for the low
Whatever you need green light
N***a it's a go
If you ain't talking bands
Don't hit me for ya show
& Every verse is a brick
My albums a pot of gold
Swear they talking like my city lost it
Stupid n***a why the fuck you talking
Like rocky ain't booming
Like french ain't booming
Like the bush ain't booming
How the fuck we losing?
Brooklyn n***a got my tims untied
Bodega sandwiches when I get high
These tumblr bitches say that I get fly
But I just dress like me
And I will till I die
A lot of n***as are jacking my style
A lot of dickriding that's wild
I drink Henny and watch the girls smile
Don't gossip bitch hold it down
I'm from Brownsville
Where the gangs are live
You can see the pain
In them lil kids eyes
When a n***a die 12 arrive
And they don't do shit
But watch mamas cry

[Hook: Creative Gold]

[Verse 2: DONMON1QUE]
Me and my bitches roll deep, running the streets
Shut it down all night, other hoes is sleep
Get it in off Remy, champagne, and Henny
We ain't trippin' off crumbs, cause my bitches got plenty
How you gon talk slick, be the same bum n***as wanna ask for a pic
Let me talk my shit, pull up, mack for a bit
Let me hit this lick, when I re-up roll with a bitch
I ain't got all night, I got shit to do, iight
Money making bitch with a chip on her shoulder
You was pushing that stroller, we was whippin' the rover
She was subbin' all night when I see her it's over
You can catch me in the cut, with a pound of that douja

[Hook: Creative Gold]