Down for this

[Verse 1: Dutchboy] Oh shit knock knock nigga let us in Now I'm creeping in their vains like the medicine Stone cold rage hell but I'm heaven sent Now my name ring bells where I've never been Hold up, where my roller? Pop a hookah, ya'll just slow up I don't ever waste time Got them praying I'm a predator like they lie I don't ask for shit my nigga I'ma take mine We can shoot a clip and tell a nigga take five Lay it down my first dog had niggas take five Wait, let me stack I'm trying to save my case Ain't nobody finna take my place, nah Nigga read my face, nigga read my lips Nigga read these clips like you read that script You a actor, you a freak I ain't tryna be a rapper [Hook: Dutchboy] I'm just tryna be great like I'm 'posed to I'm just tryna go global Tryna go coastal These niggas trynna stay local If I stayed I'll go postal Swear I'll go loco, swear I'll go out of my mind I spent years on this grind, hope I still got the time Hope they still give a nigga the time of the day Lord I pray, Lord I pray, Lord I pray that I find me a way Should I even tell them 'bout my story Lord will they relate? If I take it and make it too personal will they press play? Should I keep my emotions at bay tell me what do I say? What do I say, what do I say? I say I [Verse 2: Dutchboy] Need me a few grammy's I say you show me that punani I say you bust it wide open for me and my niggas I'm collecting tokens for me and my niggas And fuck I'mma cash out, they was looking at me like a cash cow I'mma fuck the game till I pass out I just got the ball, ain't trynna pass now I swear that I'm Kobe with the rock I swear that I'm Diddy with the rock I swear I'm a monster with the henny in it On another round girl I got plenty in me On another shot then I'mma pour up Take a methazine it make me slower Showing off the minute that I show up I'm gonna make sure that when I leave they gon know us [Verse 3: krs.] Just a young nigga from the Carribean All these niggas living by the South side Whenever we show, man we never see them We do not fuck with you niggas, you garbage Oh my with the shit oh my God I'm so handsome Because you know I got your bitch in the backseat of the Phantom like oh lord I'm sipping potion I pour up, like that's just the motion, nigga so what? Got your lady saying I'm the shit, nigga you know it You're flowing on the beat, H-2-0-ing Gripping on that backside, let me excite you You're leading on your ex, right? Let me inside you We trapping out the motherfucking bando I don't even know what I should do with all these bands though Got a bitch up in the backseat doing white girl with a white girl gripping on that ass meat [Hook: Dutchboy] I'm just tryna be great like I'm 'posed to I'm just tryna go global Tryna go coastal These niggas tryna stay local If I stayed I'll go postal Swear I'll go loco, swear I'll go out of my mind I spent years on this grind, hope I still got the time Hope they still give a nigga the time of the day Lord I pray, Lord I pray, Lord I pray that I find me a way Should I even tell them about my story Lord will they relate? If I take it and make it too personal will they press play? Should I keep my emotions at bay tell me what do I say? What do I say, what do I say? I say I [Verse 4: Tungi Ige & BNJMN] Daytime, you fine, I'm tryna, get mine Wanna see you bust it when the sun go down Nigga had to come and pull up in your town With the motherfucking liquor, come take a round Sip sip, did it from the RIP and my (?) wildcats Shawty you a trip, we should smoke a zoot like shit Let me reminisce nights like this, just cunts and stuff Can I put that tip in I've got to be on to something (?) because she fucking with me Oh lord, watch me switch it up, nigga fast forward Bitch I'm in the sky, get a passport And she knows us bro, now that's yours