Danglin

[Interlude: GT] I'm gone shine not stunt Grind all month Shine when we want, who shine like us? I won, I'm winnin' I'm done, I did it [Verse 1: Peezy] (Peezy what it look like my nigga?)It look good baby Taking road trips, that's why I ain't been in the hood lately (Been OT) In that purple van on Forgi's, me and lil baby And for them niggas think they made a steal, I went wood crazy Countin up, me and Meechie hands tied Stove so motherfucking hot, can't stand by it Pints for $260, I'mma bust 'em down and sell lines Posted with then Calicoes on me nigga landslide (LAAAANDSLIDE) Gucci belt showin, Trues on hangin Strap pokin out (BLAH), jewels on danglin (Bitch) Money on the flo, bitch it's food on the table Broke niggas hate our music, we don't speak the same language Nigga all I know is pints, cars, and pot whippin Got the Chevy moonwalkin, and the watch jittin Finna make another movie, tell them bitches watch this one Ain't no motherfucking way in hell they can stop this one [Hook x2: Icewear Vezzo] See me in the club iced up, just danglin Got a whole pint po'd up, I'm drankin Nigga try to run up on us, it's dangerous Spots ain't never slowed up, we bangin [Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo] (Niggas know what it is) Well fuck it, what it look like? Diamonds make me look bright, shinin cause I cook pints Got it for the low ticket, I can make a good price Everything stepped on, call that shit a foot price Chain like a cold front, wrist like a igloo I can buy a whole one, show you what a big do Ridin in the Benz coupe, prolly gettin topped off Yeah I got my fronts up, so I got the top off Hit the yae with the soda, let it rock up Twist it up like a trail, let it lock up Everywhere they say, Vezz got it locked up And they ain't even see me comin, I just popped up Give a shout out to the jeweler, for the chain cuz Bout to go and get and Mueller, fully banged cuz I just went and bought a Prezi, for the ??? cuz AP fully blown, that's the Saints love [Hook x2] [Verse 3: GT] Since the buffs got 30, and them clips with 2 I'm in the club with some niggas that be itchin to shoot In the coupe palms itchin, gotta get to this loot I'm in a tight circle bitch, you can't through this loop If anything then, I'm in the second house on Bloom It's December now, I should just stack it up until June Fuck danglin in the club, I'm lookin for Blues Watchin the news, I hope it ain't one of my dudes If you can't roll with them big dog, stay on the porch My old mans done with it, and passed me the torch And now a nigga on fire, burnin shit up And I'm cool with the supplier, he don't sell me no cut This little bitch starin at me, like she can't get fucked Paper bag stuffed with cheese, I'm carrying lunch Told P and Icewear, we was on our way up When we was pourin fo's, sittin in that Cadillac truck [Hook x2]