(Yeah, yeah)
(Will, Will, Ball, Ball)
(Yeah, yeah)
Lemme tell you what's good
Four boys in the back of the car
Two boys in the front
Lemme tell you what's good (what's good)
So tired of the life I live
I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good
Them boys love talking crap
I don't care about connects
Don't care about your crew (I don't care)
They envy me, not new, I do me and you do you
Four boys in the back of the car
Two boys in the front
Lemme tell you what's good (what's good)
So tired of the life I live
I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good
Them boys love talking crap
I don't care about connects
Don't care about your crew (I don't care)
They envy me, not new
I do me and you do you
Big Jae in the car
Lemme show them boys what's up
When I come to the new place like I give no fucks
19 and I'm always on job
While them bums there run out of luck
Then they run out of life and talk about
So they start start running amok
Fucking hell, I'm built for destruction
Life could be hard, but I'm here for the hustling (24-7)
These opps love talking, stunting
They text us like Austen
Jaecy move them packs too often (yeah, yeah)
Don't like dogs, but it's lucky he's barking
Ha-ha, and I could see the fear in their eyes
When they lie on my name, how boring (yo)
Just put them to sleep, get snoring
Mums, I ain't never heard about him scoring (freaks)
He raps about pissing them packs, but it don't make sense
Just look at his clothing
Meanwhile, I'm driving my whip
But I'm pissed at my Glock, 'cause it keeps on smoking
Then I heard some boys want smoke
Please tell me when you're all done joking (clowns)
Lemme tell you what's good
Four boys in the back of the car
Two boys in the front
Lemme tell you what's good (what's up)
So tired of the life I live
I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good
Them boys love talking crap
I don't care about connects
Don't care about your crew (I don't care)
They envy me, not new, I do me and you do you
Four boys in the back of the car
Two boys in the front
Lemme tell you what's good (what's good)
So tired of the life I live
I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good
Them boys love talking crap
I don't care about connects
Don't care about your crew (I don't care)
They envy me, not new
I do me and you do-
Pull up, it's war in a hooey
Running with A, running with a boogie
S-W to the 1-6-5, I'm right there, sinner, Moses Soley (6-5)
And they ain't never gonna get an Addy
Ain't no rookie, hit this baddie like, what's goodie
Said he don't care, got no fear
He's not scared, but brother, he should be
Fuck it, buy the wrapper, brother, I'm the reaper
In the hood, Roamin', brother, I'm Caesar
Smoking like Aggy when I'm puffing on reefer
Running up meters, young foot feeder
Double apple, blowing on shisha
Live at the spot with the grub I ran
A brother push so much, he got pulled
Playing with strings like he's Santana
Ain't no Wi-Fi, you ain't never gonna touch the connect (never)
Sitting in pews while I preach
You think I'm a preacher the way I collect
Life stay blessed, do that check
In that club, made that mess
Never stress, read my chest
6-5 to the southwest, that's the set (that's the set)
(Bup, bup, bup, bup, bup, bup, bup)
Yeah, yeah, that's the set
Double 9-6-5, southwest
Them boys go and make a cave from the traf'
Then post on the snap like their gear is the best
Gear so fresh, don't need no vest
If Jae got the tech, I send him like text
Talking money, shit, bet
Fuck him, leave that dog in debt
If I got some palava
No stress, no fear, it's nada
Fit mum in the newest Prada
While I sit down and eat her cassava
I might sip some cava
When I'm done, feed him his karma
Talking ransom like with the check
'Til he's scared he's under armour
Lemme tell you what's good
Four boys in the back of the car
Two boys in the front
Lemme tell you what's good (what's good)
So tired of the life I live
I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good
Them boys love talking crap
I don't care about connects
Don't care about your crew (I don't care)
They envy me, not new, I do me and you do you
Four boys in the back of the car
Two boys in the front
Lemme tell you what's good (what's good)
So tired of the life I live
I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good
Them boys love talking crap
I don't care about connects
Don't care about your crew (I don't care)
They envy me, not new
I do me and you do you