Drake & Josh (feat. Dougie B)

Brr (yeah)

Brr (yeah), brr

Brr (yeah), brr

Brr (yeah), brr

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Good in the Bronx, boy, I'm good, where you at?

Boy, you good with the Josh, boy, I'm good with the Drac'

Pulled this bitch out my BAPE, you get put in yo' place

Yeah, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Milita, this shit a global takeover

You know what the fuck goin' on man

You're not makin' this easy, Kyle

Drop an ash on my shirt, high as hell, spillin' soda

Number one seed every year, Villanova

Lil' gang caught hats then come with the 'plomas (ah)

Purple thigh pads on, Minnesota

Good in the Bronx (yeah)

Good where you at? Boy, you good with the Josh

Boy, I'm good with the Drac' (brr)

Pulled this bitch out my BAPE, you get put in yo' place

Full of dead man, dead man 'Wood, this an eighth

I just called hangtime

Three fizzy, three five, I'm a faze mind

We gon' slide, moonlight to the daytimes

Splashed up, boy, I'll let some pape' fly

Shit, yo' lane dry

Unk in the kitchen, masked up with the K9

See my mans tryna cross me, all them fake vibes

Had to stand over dog like AI

If you got some real pape', go 'head, say, "I" (shit, say, "I")

(If you got some real pape', then say, "I")

(Shit, say, "I")

(If you got some real pape', shit, say, "I")

Good in the Bronx (yeah)

Good where you at? Boy, you good with the Josh

Boy, I'm good with the Dracs' (brr)

Pulled this bitch out my BAPE, you get put in yo' place

Full of dead man, dead man 'Wood, this an eighth

I just called hangtime

Three fizzy, three five, I'm a faze mind

We gon' slide, moonlight to the daytimes

Splashed up, boy, I'll let some pape' fly

Shit, yo' lane dry

Unk in the kitchen, masked up with the K9

See my mans tryna cross me, all them fake vibes

Had to stand over dog like AI

If you got some real pape', go 'head, say, "I" (shit, say, "I")

(If you got some real pape', then say, "I")

(Shit, say, "I")

(If you got some real pape', shit, say, "I")

Good in the Bronx (yeah)

Good where you at? Boy, you good with the Josh

Boy, I'm good with the Dracs' (brr)

Pulled this bitch out my BAPE, you get put in yo' place

Full of dead man, dead man 'Wood, this an eighth

(Like, grrah)

Double G60, keep it on my feet

Keep a double beat, always keep the heat

I just stack the blue hunnids, I be keeping peace

Like, grrah

Never didn't do nothing, cannot chill with me

On the run to the money, I just gotta eat

And I feel like I'm Uzi vibing to the beat

Like, grrah

Shit, sad, I gotta stop

These **** politickin' with no guap

Like, **** be mad we almost at the top

It be the ones who around, that shit, it get you shot

I still walk with a Crip and pockets full of knots

And I'm still on the same block, was never hard to find

Just like Whitney and Bobby

Keisha and Thomas, just be by my side

Like, just let me know if you riding, is you on timing like it's do-or-die

Like, I wonder why, why these **** keep cappin' and rappin' inside of these rhymes?

Like, I mix the fashion, like Louis, no lavish

These Dior's got me in my prime

Like, we spin out, we lookin' for parking, and Tron gon' spark it, we don't need a pipe

Good in the Bronx (yeah)

Good where you at? Boy, you good with the Josh

Boy, I'm good with the Drac' (brr)

Pulled this bitch out my BAPE, you get put in yo' place

Full of dead man, dead man 'Wood, this an eighth

Full of dead man, dead man 'Wood, this an eighth

Pulled this bitch out my BAPE, you get put in yo' place

Full of dead man, dead man 'Wood, this an eighth