[Intro]
Yeah
Can you turn me up a little bit more?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Can you turn it a little bit more, please?
Yeah, yeah, ayy

[Verse 1: Cousin Stizz]
I keep a swivel, my head all forward
Apply the plane, pay it forward
We active til' the day is over
Them last, the feelings, they pass over
The glass ain't half or whole here, it's half-broken
The barrel and the gas, smoking
Pray we in it, give hope and stay different
Bitches on it and they ain't leavin'
Them hoеs get crazy, get paper, thеy want a baby
I act hard when I was small, both my parents know they name me
Get what you askin' for, Feds snatched my dawg
Family on the phone, shit be going on, it lasts too long lately
Froze your neck (Froze your neck), so connected (So connected)
Scalin' large way like I'm throwin' in it
Far as you can see, I ain't showin' any ornament
Far away from tourin' it, coordinates
Somewhere in a warmer crib
Treat our shit commercial at the door
First name hit a verse 'cause after that, they try'na hurt you
[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah, back back down when I was lonely (Uh, uh)
Friends shaded on me
Peers turn to zombies
Camp phasing on me (Aye, aye)
Dawg turn to farmin'
Fiends cross an army
Stretch your head, on it
Made the same bag when I had no one
On it if you own me
Yeah, everything you only
So I can make you own it
Bands ain't goin', just how you wanted
But naturally, I ain't have nan's sweat on me, I, I

[Post-Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
That's bro when the front 4-5ing
We gon' raise the stakes to one I can vibe with
Of on one, one for me, we was taught to be tribing
We ain't into ducking and jiving, eyes up snakes be hiding
And they waitin' there, patience for your sloppy feet
I don't see it stoppin' me, cream better crop with me
You got it, it's [?] and no one pausin' it
That shit get crazy, I'm talkin' movies [?]
I've got hoes on boats, them bitches wet as the navy
Knew that it's far, as a star we could make it, yeah
[Interlude: Curren$y]
Yeah, yeah, look at that
Yeah, look at that
Yeah, look at that
Uh

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
I'm high, she's drunk
I'm smoking, she know it
She still says if I'm sure of myself and I show it
My confidence pouring, my champagne flutes are overflowing, this morning
"What's the reason?"
We don't need no fucking reason other than the fact we still breathin' when it's killing n***a season
And then get off easy
Now imagine if we would've tried to organize a storm of capital and grab equipment for souvenirs and sellin' this shit online
Fuck it, I get high, stay inside, watchin' other people lose their minds
Ordering low rider parts, I'm finna bell the 59
Cousin Stizz in town, we gon' burn the whole pound
Couple texts and messages, now some of my coldest hoes around
Was who really down, baby pretty brown
Open that Rollie Royce, go tour our city down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah, back back down when I was lonely (Uh, uh)
Friends shaded on me
Peers turn to zombies
Camp phasing on me (Aye, aye)
Dawg turn to farmin'
Fiends cross an army
Stretch your head, on it
Made the same bag when I had no one
On it if you own me
Yeah, everything you only
So I can make you own it
Bands ain't goin', just how you wanted
But naturally, I ain't have nan's sweat on me, I