CDZ! - 770 Lyrics

Always name droppin we don't hear what you was talkin bout
We was never listenin, we was never in the house
Back in 06 them DJs had us tryna walk it out
Now I smoke to rick James ashin all on yo couch nigga fuck yo house
Big homie came through tryna run game on yo spouse
She just really wanna know fame
She don't wanna even know the game guess I'll play
I'm the controlla baby

All this shit come full circle baby
I see you been fuckin wit irkles lately

Y'all be so flexed up like a wrestler
Ridin round in yo rented up, Tesla
Swear you better than us
Better than who
You ain't even better than me
Or better than you

I did what you niggas can't do
Sleep on ya self wit the xans in the booth
Im plottin on ruling the world wit my crew

We doin everything you couldn't do
Stock risin so we on the move
Gooogle maps straight to the moon
This ain't a wave this a monsoon
Turnin the whip to a carpool
VVs VVs VVs
Fuck all yo chains they from cvs
We live in the A like it's TBS

To do what you couldn't do
I do what you wouldn't do
(7 7 to the 0)

Shoutout to the 404
You ain't gotta run and tell nobody niggas already know
And yeen really gettin paper
Paid and full shit call me Mitch the money maker

So in lust wit the drug life, fashion clothes
And groupie hype you can't take with you when you die
You out here sleeping on yo slice of life, we creepin at yo window take yo Apple pie