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[Intro: Ross]
Coast to instrumental
Red and blue it do I see you
all my GD's it ain't nothing but love nigga
Maybach is deeper than the rap nigga

[Verse 1: Ross]

I don't know murs but I know
I bet a new that I know all you niggas first
Fake tough guys it ain't even in your
Sex money all them niggas give me love
Out in Chi-town all G's get cabbage
indicted dough gave 'em king pin status
Shittin' on these rappers faggots
And I brought some work with me for the questions they askin'
Masarati blue it match the denim in the
Make haters smile but mack 11 laughin'
Fuck a few
Fuck a few
Fuck it fly a
we the best
Hoes text
I never talk
Got the burner in the winter in the of New York
Better hear the facts cause it's deeper the rap
I got people that eat your way cheaper this stack
Mob
See the code
I say shit twice
I'm Ecko
I'm so
And no contest
I fake dope in my own complex
Before ya a star come and join the mob
You know the rules wack a and you get a newer car
Ya wanted bling but ya girl just a fling
I'm a boom that boy when that was ya thing

[Verse 2: Ecko]
flooded links and rings nothing to me
Everyday another say what they gonna do to me
Please I'm west with my booya trap
Niggas scared a who what
Not niggas
Got me up
coup or trucked up
Head shoota run up on ya point blank buck
Fuck a my cars a hundred large
Put ya ass in a bag ask if there's a
Boy
I ain't gotta move a a soo-woo dumbin' one in the head
I squeeze from ya down numbin
I deal now
my young boy I hope my steal down
Started with a steer
Ended up front everybody stomped in the warehouse
My alibi Ross told the know my whereabouts
by many loved by few
I'm blazin Bentley til they get me I don't about you bro
I'ma do me if I ain't squeezin my ass
I ain't 50 but yayo keep my bucks bankin'
the game to precede a new squad
New cash my ass lose your arm
Shout out to the flaggin' on the left side
Brought my fortunes to New York villa on the side
Condo on Beach
Ballin' like Heat
know trip you see runnin' Miami streets