[Intro]
(TooDope)
(FOREVEROLLING)

[Chorus: Doodie Lo]
I bring that money to the booth with me, now come and shop
Remember sleepin' on the floor, now I can help my homies out
I get my lean from my doc, huh, I was coughin'
And I keep my gun on me, boy, you better be cautious
I'ma buy the killers hot cars, them guns go, "grratah"
I'll never fight about no pussy, n***a, nah-ah
Why you playin' with your life? Ain't no nine lives
I be still chasin' that chicken, I eat Popeyes

[Verse 1: Deeski]
I'm too official, bail out, get 'em, sight your barber with the ghillie (Huh?)
I done masked up with gorillas, hundred shots up in them sprinters
If he died, that's what he get (Huh?), hundred shots dumped in his whip (Let's get it)
I take pride in doin' hits, go and slide and do a blitz
Your homie died 'cause we ain't miss, tell the judge to suck a dick (Gang)
All my answers when we question, free the guys, ain't no discussion
All my strength, that came from hustlin' (Muscle), hundred bricks up in the duffle
Don't do the math, you don't get the numbers, my shorties slime, they'll get you under (They slime)
That trooper tried, we gon' do him dirty, high-speed off a Perc' 30 (Skrrt)
Them n***as dyin', that's for certain (Baow), spin the block if you think we worried (Let's get it)
Hundred shots up in the double, we spin the 'Raq, want no discussion
We run the 'Raq, that's no discussion, we run the 'Raq, that's no discussion
[Chorus: Doodie Lo & Icewear Vezzo]
I bring that money to the booth with me, now come and shop
Remember sleepin' on the floor, now I can help my homies out
I get my lean from my doc, huh, I was coughin'
And I keep my gun on me, boy, you better be cautious
I'ma buy the killers hot cars, them guns go, "grratah"
I'll never fight about no pussy, n***a, nah-ah
Why you playin' with your life? Ain't no nine lives (Phew)
I be still chasin' that chicken, I eat Popeyes

[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Keep a gun on me, don't fuck with dude, his ass don't run with me (His ass a goofy)
It be too much tellin' in this shit, them n***as love police
Fuck with tweak, chopper hold a Jeezy, yeah, that's 103 (A hundred)
Dawg'll take a two, a brick of fetty, I got cut on me (I got cut on me)
Big check, fuck the chit-chat, I'll get your clique whacked (Fah, fah)
Anywhere you see them sticks at, you know that's Big Threat
Trappin' on the 6, we turned the projects to a kick back
Before we had a funeral for the guys, we get our lick back
Had to spend like thirty racks on bro appeal 'cause n***as rats
Eight to ten for all the pints and send the pills right to the Lex, huh
Thousand 'bows from Cali, got 'em sealed, I'm tryna catch
We ain't signin' n***as 'less they got a kill or really step, n***a

[Chorus: Doodie Lo]
I bring that money to the booth with me, now come and shop
Remember sleepin' on the floor, now I can help my homies out
I get my lean from my doc, huh, I was coughin'
And I keep my gun on me, boy, you better be cautious
I'ma buy the killers hot cars, them guns go, "grratah"
I'll never fight about no pussy, n***a, nah-ah
Why you playin' with your life? Ain't no nine lives
I be still chasin' that chicken, I eat Popeyes