David & Richard

Aye

I feel like it’s Thursday in the Feds cause it’s Chicken Day

You fasho can cop from us on Sunday this ain’t Chick Fil A

Bro say he know where they pay a dolla we gone innovate

Cause I can get that shit right outta state but on the interstate

How you free as fuck without no money you just indigent

I know that my people killed yo people but they innocent

I used to be in love with that girl we was intimate

Now I love that dog cause it triple let’s jump into this

I be really out here road running you a coyote

did a money heist in North Dakota I ain’t Nairobi

I’m like the professor with that dog pull a okie dokie

I just dropped a bitch off at the clinic like I’m Jodie Joe

I send water straight to Battle Creek but not no Vossy Voss

You don’t pay I act just like Lamar and cut yo water off

Plug say that fishy on the way so where my tartar sauce

Got a Jewish plug say his fam was in the Holocaust

Get money bitch I gotta flex

I’d be lying if I said that ain’t the truth and that ain’t how I felt

This shit is real tatted on my arm

Blood sweat and tears

Fentanyl in everything a sale can get you thirty years

Going hard for the times we was fucked up and rolling tails

How we end up plugged in the bay getting 'em through the mail

Always been consistent always stayed real

You always running off with n***** throw you you ain’t got the skills

Leave that lil hoe where she at she ain’t really for you

Fuck around and catch a case be out here with a court-appointed

I feel like lil baby deserve the world cause she stayed loyal

I was in a jam she sold her Roley and got Todd Perkins

Fooley hate my guts I got his people spending

Auntie walked far as hell to me freezing in the winter

I must admit these days this shit is different

Fuck the bag up today tomorrow be back off a giftie