77sly - From 951 to 702 (feat. Flex Luthor)

Smokin COVID, talkin 19 blunts
This is sly flex you can’t fuck with us
Life is hard, but we don’t give a fuck
You better duck, duck, goose
Cause my dogs we is on the loose
And we bangin straight out the roof
And we rollin up in the coupe
You look at my swag, but my talk and my walk
Speak for they self, and you wanna come all
Up to my face, actin like I remember
What the fuck we went through, nah I fuck with day ones
The mothafuckas always dare me when I need em
Everybody wanna talk shit like I knew em
But I ain't never paid attention to em
There's a difference between knowing me and what I'm about
And I know that I've never been fair to my mouth
Never seen a silver spoon that shit was brass in the mouth
That's why my grill's real gold in the South
When I'm talkin bout the South I always wanna go back
I'm talkin 951, yeah I'm reppin the zip
From 702 you know that from the rip
And I got that loud pack already stuffed in the zip
From another planet like Lilo and Stitch
And I landed here just to match trees with your bitch
This is sly flex you can’t fuck with us
Life is hard, but we don’t give a fuck
You better duck, duck, goose
Cause my dogs we is on the loose
And we bangin straight out the roof
And we rollin up in the coupe

Written by:
Anthony Hatfield, David Solorzano

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