[Verse 1: T-Co]

Pull up in the building like skurt/ mother fuckers didn't even know they'd get merc'd/ I got a million dollar flow like church/ all I gotta do is put in a little work/ preach, hold up I ain't tryna throw dirt/ but the game right now is so weak that it hurts/ tryna bring a little something new to ya crew and and the people who listen through some of y'alls verses/ oh my goodness my shit so certain/ your shit soundin like you just rehearsing/ my first shit sounded like my new shit compared to y'alls new shit and that's just absurd man/ you better cop you a purchase/ I could sell you a track if y'all need it/ cuz the way this rap game going right now is like a record on repeat, on repeat man

[Hook 1: T-Co]

Oh my god, you niggas out here being frauds/ you really needa get up on your job/ if you ain't then you can just go away/ I don't know what you tryna be about/ yeah you know I'm really finna be on top/ yeah you know I'm aiming for the top, and I got my whole crew yeah I got my squad with me

[Verse 2: Image]

Whole squad wimme, hold up/ I mean my niggehs on the side of me, roll up/ we gettin high feel the vibe you see its frightening the size of pride I bring, we know what/

We instill in the people/ revealin the sequel, the build got a seal wit a peephole equal/ they could never be if they need those/ beats that complete what they breath wit an ego

Imma be imma imma imma be not them/ pickin these infantry off man/ sniper wit the trees and the content/ blowin heads off wit the shot if you smokin or you floppin/

with the bars constant/ never me bruh, a considerate villain kickin my feet up/ i'm the syllabic interim you get beat up/ kill the division, Mr McGregor wit a mean tux

[Hook 2: Image]

Yeah we did it/ you can bet me and tco really live it/ west villa collective is the business/ anybody else hatin or frontin get to quittin cuz/

We got the game down/ got most of these niggehs doin the james brown/ you aint rockin wit us, you jus a fake clown/ the whole squad at the plate now, what's up?