[Verse 1: Detroit L-O]
She can have everything, but the cream
Saying we gon be together, in yo dreams
I'm too busy stacking cheddar, behind the scenes
Pulling up in all black, we the team
Say we ain't spitting what, fuck you mean
Do you dirty on yo track and keep it clean
While ya'll niggas bullshittin', sipping lean
I'm working out a game plan, to get a ring
She in my DM, you in her hair like oil sheen
What the fuck was this bitch thinking, saying "L-O spoil me"
Naw I ain't a bold nigga, but you know I hate a goofy bitch
Cut me off for him, but I don't give a fuck bout who she with
When I got the team saying "aye, we bouta hit the booth"
I can care less bout how she feeling, bitch and that's the truth
Unless you're just a girl I like and I just feel you're worth it
Your feelings, I hurt it, yo ass get deserted
[Verse 2: Manny Maurizio]
Fuck about a nigga tryna stop my vision
I'm aiming for the top with a perfect precision
Giving niggas game, you smart if you listen
But even if you don't, nigga I ain't tripping
Bet your girl will, cuz she loving the crew
I bet you tryna copy how I does what I do
You tryna keep up, you better lace up your shoe
You out here searching for the one, I'm bout to wake up with two
Nigga what you mean, I'm on the Gold Bottle Team
Ya'll slow, like ya'll drunk a whole lot of lean
I let her take a sip, now she a gold bottle fiend
Leer Jets and Jetski's, that's a gold bottle dream
When I reach that level, imma still put on the ghetto
Shining for my niggas putting pebbles in the bezzle
Fenkell in this bitch, nigga awww shit
And my team coming through just to give you that RAW shit
Bitch I'm off some two cocaine thought shit
Cuz I nigga spit flames, be cautious
Man, I probably got them haters nauseous
Have this LiveRAW shit flawless
If you ask me, you niggas trying too hard
They wanna see a nigga fail, cuz I'm grinding too hard
Shoot for the stars, cuz this world too big
And I gotta make it to wherever the loot is
If you wanna find me, look wherever my crew is
Most of the time, it's wherever a booth is
Here's a better clue, look wherever the truth is
Choosing ass hoes is a nuisance
Bitch I got a dream and I'm bout the cream
And dawg, I gotta get it cuz I want a lot of things
[Hook: Detroit L-O]
She can have everything, but the cream
Saying we gon be together, in yo dreams
I'm too busy stacking cheddar, behind the scenes
Pulling up in all black, we the team
She can have everything, but the cream
Saying we gon be together, in yo dreams
I'm too busy stacking cheddar, behind the scenes
Pulling up in all black, we the team
[Verse 3: iShaan the Rit God]
Wayne Gretzky playing hockey, sliding on some ice
Black nigga making movies, call me Wesley Snipes
I'm balling like I got a scholarship to Alabama
I'm shooting clips like Spike Lee, when i'm behind the camera
I watching Hawks, watching Falcons like I'm from Atlanta
I'm sending Gifts anonymous, I call it secret Santa
My camp fire, give us S'mores and set us up a tent
These rappers actors just like Ludacris and 50 Cent
That rat bitch you chill with, you can't pay me to hit her
You got a zero on yo back like Damien Lillard
I'm drunk, pulling Ace of Spades like a deck of cards
Kush got me outer space like the planet mars
Reo still ready to shoot like Kevin Durant
Hollow tips with bald heads like Kevin Garnett
I'm making black history, just like Malcolm and Langston
My bitch wear her hair down like Benjamin Franklin
She can have everything, but the cream
Saying we gon be together, in yo dreams
I'm too busy stacking cheddar, behind the scenes
Pulling up in all black, we the team
Say we ain't spitting what, fuck you mean
Do you dirty on yo track and keep it clean
While ya'll niggas bullshittin', sipping lean
I'm working out a game plan, to get a ring
She in my DM, you in her hair like oil sheen
What the fuck was this bitch thinking, saying "L-O spoil me"
Naw I ain't a bold nigga, but you know I hate a goofy bitch
Cut me off for him, but I don't give a fuck bout who she with
When I got the team saying "aye, we bouta hit the booth"
I can care less bout how she feeling, bitch and that's the truth
Unless you're just a girl I like and I just feel you're worth it
Your feelings, I hurt it, yo ass get deserted
[Verse 2: Manny Maurizio]
Fuck about a nigga tryna stop my vision
I'm aiming for the top with a perfect precision
Giving niggas game, you smart if you listen
But even if you don't, nigga I ain't tripping
Bet your girl will, cuz she loving the crew
I bet you tryna copy how I does what I do
You tryna keep up, you better lace up your shoe
You out here searching for the one, I'm bout to wake up with two
Nigga what you mean, I'm on the Gold Bottle Team
Ya'll slow, like ya'll drunk a whole lot of lean
I let her take a sip, now she a gold bottle fiend
Leer Jets and Jetski's, that's a gold bottle dream
When I reach that level, imma still put on the ghetto
Shining for my niggas putting pebbles in the bezzle
Fenkell in this bitch, nigga awww shit
And my team coming through just to give you that RAW shit
Bitch I'm off some two cocaine thought shit
Cuz I nigga spit flames, be cautious
Man, I probably got them haters nauseous
Have this LiveRAW shit flawless
If you ask me, you niggas trying too hard
They wanna see a nigga fail, cuz I'm grinding too hard
Shoot for the stars, cuz this world too big
And I gotta make it to wherever the loot is
If you wanna find me, look wherever my crew is
Most of the time, it's wherever a booth is
Here's a better clue, look wherever the truth is
Choosing ass hoes is a nuisance
Bitch I got a dream and I'm bout the cream
And dawg, I gotta get it cuz I want a lot of things
[Hook: Detroit L-O]
She can have everything, but the cream
Saying we gon be together, in yo dreams
I'm too busy stacking cheddar, behind the scenes
Pulling up in all black, we the team
She can have everything, but the cream
Saying we gon be together, in yo dreams
I'm too busy stacking cheddar, behind the scenes
Pulling up in all black, we the team
[Verse 3: iShaan the Rit God]
Wayne Gretzky playing hockey, sliding on some ice
Black nigga making movies, call me Wesley Snipes
I'm balling like I got a scholarship to Alabama
I'm shooting clips like Spike Lee, when i'm behind the camera
I watching Hawks, watching Falcons like I'm from Atlanta
I'm sending Gifts anonymous, I call it secret Santa
My camp fire, give us S'mores and set us up a tent
These rappers actors just like Ludacris and 50 Cent
That rat bitch you chill with, you can't pay me to hit her
You got a zero on yo back like Damien Lillard
I'm drunk, pulling Ace of Spades like a deck of cards
Kush got me outer space like the planet mars
Reo still ready to shoot like Kevin Durant
Hollow tips with bald heads like Kevin Garnett
I'm making black history, just like Malcolm and Langston
My bitch wear her hair down like Benjamin Franklin
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