Yeah, Peezy, what up, though?

(Intense)

Free Rio 'til that shit backwards

They need to get you an Oscar 'cause you a fuckin' actor

Hit that doctor from the back, she need a chiropractor

I feel like Sidhu Moose, I'ma slide in this tractor

I'm the first in my city to bridge the fucking gap

Bro running so long, I don't need a fucking map

Brodie got the chunk on him, in my city, that's a strap

He was talkin' out his neck 'til his ass got slapped

If Cans put the beat on, you know I'm gon' deliver

I told her it's Blizzard C's and then she got the fuckin' shivers

Hundred times a day, running 'cross the Fraser River

I started doin' my thing, my fuckin' friends got bitter

Five eighty bands, we flying to the moon

Wipe that mug up off your face, you ain't no motherfucking goon

I got it out the trap, you had a silver spoon

Brodie itching for the smoke, I'm thinkin' of calling the platoon

I ain't where I wanna be, but I'm getting there

Heard the glizzy rocked him back and forth like a rocking chair

I didn't have an elevator, had to take the stairs

Now it's droptop in the summer, in the winter, Moncler

I'm on a ninety-day grind like I'm Peezy

I put on for my city just like I'm Jeezy

Dirty Styrofoam cup just like I'm Weezy

I keep shitting on you bitches, man, this shit is too easy

Plug showed me love on the price, but I'ma tax you

One vacuum seal ain't enough, I had to grab two

Two, two, two, two, two, two, two

Plug showed me love on the price, but I'ma tax you

One vacuum seal ain't enough, I had to grab two

Two, two, two, two, two, two, two

Yeah, Ghetto

One vacuum seal ain't enough (Yeah)

Couple hundred ain't enough

They gotta send me a truck, come on

I just got a duffel bag, now I'm fillin' it up

So many bitches tryna leave out the club, they can't fit in the truck (For real)

A **** try to rob me 'cause I ain't givin' it up (Never)

Never fold under pressure, know we built for it tough (Uh-huh)

Ain't never stoppin', we gon' keep goin' up (Yeah)

We gon' keep pourin' up (Let's go)

Like it's glued to my hand, gotta keep me a cup (What else?)

Two hundred miles on the dash, baby, I'm in a rush

Full-speed for that bag, I ain't stoppin', not once

I'm on a beach in the sand in some LV trunks (Yeah)

Sippin' Wocky mixed with red, I do not get drunk (Uh-uh)

Crack a pint and sip it straight, I don't drive no boats

Double C my bitch bag, she don't rock no coats

You see me in first class, I don't ride no coach

Bitch, you know how it go

Yeah

Plug showed me love on the price, but I'ma tax you

One vacuum seal ain't enough, I had to grab two

Two, two, two, two, two, two, two

Plug showed me love on the price, but I'ma tax you

One vacuum seal ain't enough, I had to grab two

Two, two, two, two, two, two, two