Cook this shit up, Quay

I know they ain't feeling my pain

I got codeine inside my veins

Yeah



I don't know who gassed you niggas up, go get a refill

We got them sticks, we in the field, we playing defence

He got his racks and all like Jacques he ready to dive in

Lil homie thuggin', he can't even swim, he in the deep end



They offerin' the shooter the death penalty, he won't tell on me

I know if I go broke today, them same hoes gon bail on me

I got 'em throwin' salt, they steady tryna f**k up my recipe

Amiri jeans, a hundred pack, ain't nothin' 'bout a nigga cheap

Sellin' weed in the projects

Relapsed on the hi-tech

Told the game that we up next

Put them on a G5 jet

Overseas with my sidepiece

My crease, you gotta be a dime piece

We gon' stick together like assigned seats

On that .30, gon', nigga, try me

Whoever thought I'd put a hunnid on my name

Whoever thought that I'd say "I'm the one up next"

Whoever thought that they'd be considerin' me the best

Whoever thought, whoever thought, whoever thought

Whoever thought



I don't know who gassed you niggas up, go get a refill

We got them sticks, we in the field, we playing defence

He got his racks and all like Jacques he ready to dive in

Lil homie thuggin', he can't even swim, he in the deep end



Go and ask about me in the streets, they heard of me

If she find out I been creepin', she gon' murder me

I ain't trippin', no complaints, I got my courtesy

Yo, all the time I let the windows down so they can see us

I take the hitters around the globe, that's all I know

I met her last night, she tried to give me her soul

I got 'em hatin', they throwin' shots, they on their toes

One thing they know, one thing they know

Ain't gon' let up on them niggas

Once you try us, ain't gon' stop

If there's pressure, let me know

So we can pull up with them Glocks

Tryna dodge the bullshit and tryna make it to the top

If I never sell a record, I'm gon' make it on the block

How you gon' wait 'til I make it

Then try to hate on me, nigga, I don't need you

I put the food on the table

Nigga, who's hungry? I try to feed you

Treat all my niggas like bosses

Nobody's better, everyone equal

Real talk, this is the sequel

Hold it down for my people



I don't know who gassed you niggas up, go get a refill

We got them sticks, we in the field, we playing defence

He got his racks and all like Jacques he ready to dive in

Lil homie thuggin', he can't even swim, he in the deep end



I don't know who gassed you niggas up, go get a refill

We got them sticks, we in the field, we playing defence

He got his racks and all like Jacques he ready to dive in

Lil homie thuggin', he can't even swim, he in the deep end