COUS'

P finna give em what they want

Backpack full of that skunk

Baseline booming in the trunk

Whole block full of that funky shit

Kinfolk moving that dope again

This shit hitting like (1,2)

Big back bread and my toast again

Bitch come run me my (Ones)

Back like 23 cousin (okay)

45 hugging me cousin (okay)

Burning my energy cousin (okay)

What it is, what it be cousin (okay)

Phone ring, what you need

Lay it out on the line my n**** it's nothing

Plenty more mini me's cousin

N**** don't sweat it we buzzing

Trip to the south side

A cold case

And the bitch left him out dry

At yo place

In the back waiting outside

With no face

And stick with a red eye

It's point blank

Stuck in the motion

Kinfolk dirty up hands for the pape

When Check coming late

N**** my crash for respect out the gate

Shit will get gone my n**** just (wait)

P finna give em what they want

Backpack full of that skunk

Baseline booming in the trunk

Whole block full of that funky shit

Kinfolk moving that dope again

This shit hitting like (1,2)

Big back bread and my toast again

Bitch come run me my (wait)

I'm thinking n****s should cut it out

I spent a band on Baccarat

Three on the chrome, it's solid art

One of one fleece I got a lot

I caught a view on a private beach

And ain't wanna leave so I bought it out

Can't hear what these n****s talking bout

Lace up the boot, We can walk it out

I been the one since a jit my n****

Pull up with a band we can rock it out

I got a thing for your bitch my n****

I might scoop her up in a pair of Docs

Or a pair of sweats

Ain't no pressure it's effortless

Imma air it for my respect