Substance

I ain't impressed by the simple shit

We would risk it riding dirty in the rental whip

Back and forth with the racks, like its Wimbledon

We was going in and out, you swore we had a membership

I been down with my dogs since Nintendo sticks

Moving militant, made it out the kennel shit

I done seen homies lock it up and bend the wrist

But I told 'em that my power in my pen and shit

Broski, that's my twin and shit, loyalty, get bread or die

Borders or the Benjamins, throw 'em up, let 'em fly

Oh, we talking this again? I'm the best, tell 'em why

I can do a three to five, come back, be the guy

I could paint a picture thatʼll make you not believe your mind

With no eyes, I lead the blind out the garage, the streets is mine

Sit back, let the seat recline, this here is our peace of mind

If they ain't with me to grind, they could never see the shine

Substance

I be losing count when I'm counting up these hundreds

(Yeah) We be wilding out, 'bout to get into some dumb shit

Dumb shit

This that what you really want, bitch, what you want, bitch

This that middle of the club shit

Blow a dub shit

This that wilding out, get crunk shit

Get you crunk shit

This that, this that, this that

Me and mine donʼt miss a lot

Me and mine whip the pot

She said, "What's that in your pocket?"

Told that bitch, "It's a knot"

Me and mine (Me and mine) from the bricks

Holy shit, cold as shit

416, when we ride

They notice it, watch how close you get

This that potent shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Meet me by the front and keep it running, you dig?

We was doing hand to hands in front of the crib

Counting all these dirty bands got me feeling like Stizz

Got that subst1nce if you want it, come and see how I live

Substance

I be losing count when I'm counting up these hundreds

(Yeah) We be wilding out, 'bout to get into some dumb shit

Dumb shit

This that what you really want, bitch, what you want, bitch

This that middle of the club shit

Blow a dub shit

This that wilding out, get crunk shit

Get you crunk shit

This that, this that, this that

Me and mine donʼt miss a lot