[Build - Instrumental] (Electric violin starts stabbing, 808s rolling under) [Male 1 - Boss] Four fifteens slammin in the foreign, blacked out, windows tinted Two bad ones both mine, I don’t share, that’s how I live it Dope game poppin, weight movin state to state, never miss it Supply and demand, numbers lookin great, I don’t quit it Been him, done did it, move like a fucking boss, no competition Top tier, no fear, give a fuck what it cost, that’s the mission Slangin weight, stackin lute, stayin true, no permission Real ones do what the fuck we gotta do, no submission Fast flow, no pause, spit it like a weapon when I come through Opps in the rearview, already dead and forgotten, what it do Trunk funk bangin, bass boosted, feel that 808 kick I don’t talk soft, I just let the hardware speak [Rapid Fire Drop - Male 1] Yeah… pull up, shut it down Cash out, drip out, boss mode now Four fifteens talk, bitches both mine Dope still movin, still breakin the line [Female 1 - Baddie] Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I pick who stay and who gotta go Game on lock, we ball out blowed, fuck around find out throwed Silhouette behind the curtain, got ‘em hurtin, watch the whole room turnin Steady leanin, keep it poppin, deadly demons can’t stop it Keep it rockin, still gon’ shock ‘em, pimpin often, opps we drop ‘em Pops be bluffin, good for nothin, broke-ass cappin, tryin to tap in Nope, sorry, that shit ain’t happenin, somebody slap him, keep it crackin Fast flow, no choke, spit it like a blade when I step in I choose the winners, the rest get played, that’s the ending Electric violin cuttin through the mix while the bass keep kickin I run this shit cold, never soft, never trippin [Rapid Fire Drop - Female 1] Eeny meeny… who gon’ go? Keep it real or get left in the smoke Ball out, blowed out, always choosin Curtains closin, they already losin [Male 2 - Boss] Still leanin, still poppin, demons with me never stoppin Rock it harder, still gon’ shock ‘em, pimp the game while the opps get dropped Bluffin-ass niggas stay good for nothin, try to tap in get left with nothin Sorry boss, that shit ain’t happenin, slap that weak shit, keep it crackin Foreign whip clean, ice cold, sittin low, two of ‘em ridin both know how it go Weight in the stash, routes locked tight, state to state, never sleep on these nights Been him from the jump, no switchin up now, top of the food chain, never give a fuck how Stack it, flip it, keep that pressure on high, real ones only, everybody else die Fast flow, no filler, spit it like a drill when the beat get thick I don’t need a chorus, I just need the bass and the kick [Rapid Fire Drop - Male 2] Yeah… cash out Drip out Boss mode, no doubt Pull up, shut it down Trunk funk bangin, 808s knockin Opps get dropped, no more talkin [Female 2 - Baddie] Silhouette movin, curtains closin slow, got ‘em starin, got ‘em frozen cold Work still gettin put in, never losin, ball out, blowed out, always choosin Eeny meeny, I decide the fate, keep it real or get left in the smoke, no debate Fast flow, fire spit, no weak bars allowed, I run the cypher, leave the rest in the crowd Deadly with the tongue, deadly with the look, boss status locked, never took a loss, never shook Pimp the energy, drop the opps, keep it pure, street code written, ain’t no fucking cure Electric violin stabs while the 808s rattle the trunk I don’t ask for respect, I just take it and dump [Final Rapid Fire Drop - All] Eeny… meeny… miny… moe… Who stay… who go… Bosses and baddies, we run this show Bass boosted, trunk funk, never slow Cypher locked… let the beat go
