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[intro: sb bruno]
if you’re name’s not “punch”, you’re not comin’ in

[verse 1: chris casey]
the streets is over when we show up
pull up in the bim, lay it out and watch ‘em fold up
tryna get with gang, what you mean you don’t know us?
i’m rippin’ off the roof, when we crash, let it blow up (blow up)
the stu is finished when i’m in it
spent two weeks on the block, keep it steady, you can’t spin it
if sp*ce is where we rock, bruh, the stars is where we headed
if they wanna get chopped, just let me know and i’ll be ready (ready)
[hook: chris casey]
‘cause when it’s poppin’ on your side, gеt to business
had to kick ‘em out the ridе if they not with it
dawg, i ain’t been outside in a minute
but we high, serving smoke like it’s july, who ‘gon get it?

[verse 1: tabris]
who want smoke, ‘cause if you need it then we gotta know
open up the van, we bringin’ out the *rs*nal (pew, pew)
we on top of all of y’all like it’s honor roll
i got business that i do, but n0body can know
if you know, then you know you gotta keep it low
i got the competition, put ‘em in a sleeper hold
all your sh*t is artificial like it’s sweet n’ low
they ‘gon be bangin’ on this sh*t until the speaker’s broke
carry the game like i’m atlas, give me back pain
i got two pistols on my hip, they call me max payne
that b*tch is in the backseat, i watch her ass shake
and use the bentley cup holder as an ashtray
this money sh*t’s a game to me, i call it cash play
this life is crazy, gotta get in with the brash ways
they always goin’ for the cheese, just like a rat race
if you ain’t ‘bout it ‘bout it, you end up in last place

[verse 2: bubby]
i disagree with the wage gap (ain’t no way)
we got the feature from the mobile app (ain’t no way)
december first, that sh*t a wrap (ain’t no way)
checking on bruno on the snap map
told me we ain’t dropping, well we did, yeah we did it
your dad isn’t called quan, but he let me hit it
going to the club and thurston looking pretty
find the song catchy, but you dont wanna admit it
[hook: chris casey]
‘cause when it’s poppin’ on your side, get to business
had to kick ‘em out the ride if they not with it
dawg, i ain’t been outside in a minute, but we high, serving smoke like it’s july, who ‘gon get it?

[verse 3: sb bruno]
call up the plug asking him to take me higher
you say you heard this sh*t before, yeah you a liar
bars like a dragon, yeah i’m spitting fire
oh, this too basic for ya? lemme take it f*ckin’ higher
let’s kick it up a notch, n0body f*ckin’ with me
i skip breakfast before recording, hear the hunger in me
take the beat into the stu’ and spit these verses ‘til i’m spewing
‘cause it’s twxwks and we already told you just how we do it
it’s the world’s favorite posse, you can take that to the bank
counting checks and stacking racks ‘fore we can get to smokin’ dank
if this a war we gon’ be winning, we don’t need no f*ckin’ tanks
‘cause we be k!lling with the sh*t that we be putting on these tracks
don’t rest on my f*cking laurels, i can’t put the cue in the rack
this arena full of baddies, she want me to put her on her back
run this sh*t like edwin flack, it’s historic, run it back
worldwide like the olympics, and we tearin’ up the track

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