Lyrics
We at the family casual
Who let you in here
Only exquisite smelling fragrances
You can't get near
Top shelf etiquacy
Type of pedigree
Can't compete
Your girl keep jocking me
Probably cause I keep it G
Alphabetically, aesthetically
Gravitating P's
Tick for tackin'
Never slackin'
You rappers paying fees
As for me & the family
We don't condone such things
Fucked around with her once
Got her singing that Juggle Scheme
That's just the way it goes
Fuck around with us
You get burnt like toast
Comatose off these flows
Haters nowadays
They can't even come close
Can't much with us
These junts are tucked
Champagne with pinkys up
Jockin the steelo
Through the peephole
Get hit with lethal needles
Cerebral feeble
We ain't equal
You won't make the sequel
Safe to say it was 'part of nature
Goodbye nice to meet you
Then I'm back on the block
With the you know what
I ain't even gotta say nothin'
Bitch you know wassup
I ain't gotta stunt
Champion shot
With a layup
Sietes
Give me a second to finish blessing this bitch tho
If y'all ain't know who I am
Go ask your bitch, oh
It's the return of the mack
Poppin' like Crisco
But I don't know who you is
So watch your bitch bro
We quick to pull up and handle
So check your tone with me
The family solid
These pockets be talking poetry
If there's a problem I guarantee
It's not openly
Go ask the last guy what happens
When you get bold with me
Who's rolling purple
I smell the herbals I'm tryna smoke
Don't get it twisted we on a mission
Y'all staying broke
If there's a problem
I'm here to solve 'em
I keep it close
Don't ask permission
I got the vision
Eyes keep 'em closed
But this the sequel bitch
So toast them mothafucking drinks
We living peaceful bitch
The math ain't mathing
You actin' just keep it real you bitch
Don't make me call up the homies
Let's keep it real you bitch