Let's go
We see the hype outside
Right from the house uh
Took it straight
from outside
Straight to the couch
We put the mic outside
Air that shit out, uh
You lettin' the
Scotts outside
We runnin' the scouts
Ain't no
controllin' the gang
They never leave
I got tats over my veins
'Cause that what I bleed
She drink a lot
of the bourbon
Like she from
the street, uh
We got control of the
flows and, huh, uh, uh
We heard that
your wave went dry
We floodin' the
drought, uh
Heard that your
hood outside
We added some routes
We havin' the
goods outside
Move it in and out
You lettin' the
Scotts outside
We runnin' the scouts
Nigga, the cops outside
Lock up the house
We keep the
team on high
Some gold in
they mouth
Nigga, the
Porsche outside
Without the top
She want a mimosa-sa
Bring in the shots
Tell these phony
bitches beat it
With that Photoshoppin'
body Adobe, help me
She in there
makin' panini,
she know I got
all the bread
She know me, got it
On my hustle,
havin' visions
It's been a minute since
my niggas done
owned it, howdy
Cleveland boy,
he make 'em pay
Yes, that Cleveland boy,
he done made
a way, hey
Headed for somewhere
to go, anywhere
cinema these, these
Niggas don't
know where to go
Gotta keep givin'
'em heat, heat
Time to go double
though, time they add
up the math, math
And I've been dealin'
with so many things,
havin' so many dreams