Yea bread will come in like the flash We warm in our blankets of cash Just working and got our eyes on the money No one will get hurt if they ain't act funny Yall getting mad yea yall acting like a bitch In a box Just a sponge and Starfish Yea we knock on your door wheres the chocolate We only thing we do is make profit Yea we out the coup got smoke rolling out We got the gang together we got all the clout Our bars be flowing like water out the spout If you think u better we gonna take the trash out When yall in private you say it with yo chest When we run up yall go in cardiac arrest Damn why yall bitter like lemon zest shipment here got success on the manifest We clap yall girl cheeks we out lickety split We independent yet we still have to baby sit Yall throw a fit yall acting like a child Once exiled now we are reconciled Yall rude worse than Eustace Bagg We ain't gotta worry about a price tag We would make yo girl scream like courage We thriving me n frankie never discouraged Yea run through life no matter what lavishly Yea our bars come from our originalities Yea we munching on them calories everyone fake and got split personalities