954

[Intro]
Ayy, Rojas, where you at, shorty?
Frost

[Verse 1: Zuvi]
I got big bands in my pockets, I got the racks on me (Cash)
I can never chase no ho, chasin' the bag only
On my way to the top, can't go to the bottom
Zuvi and Poli, you know our shit poppin'
Plan B, I ain't usin' no condom, locked out
Hit you with it like Ronda Rousey, you don't see
Shawty takes some lana, make her mind up like it's [two on me?]
I'm still getting used to how I'm livin', it's like new to me
Uno, dos, tre', cuatro, cinco, I speak Spanish fluently
I could take your shawty out, I'm divin' with my jewelry (Ice)

[Chorus: Zuvi & Polimá WestCoast]
Ah, 95 foreigns where I stay, they gon' hate me 'cause I pay
Wonderin' what they got to say, ah (What the fuck, what thе fuck?)
I got Rojas on a base, told that boy to play the beat (Yah, yah, еh)
Man, this ain't no Dr. Dre

[Verse 2: Polimá WestCoast]
Tengo una 92 pero ninguno puede, yeh (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Tengo la dosis pa' hacer que ese dinero llueva, yah (Eh, oh, oh, ah)
Aquí te pagamo', my nigga, de jueve' a jueve', yeh
Joven gorila en la jungla, mandrile' se mueven, yeah
[?]
No quiero coro, ya no quiero na'
[?]
A mí nadie puede decirme na', eh (Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah)
Uno, dos, tres y cuatro, solo no reís de mí, novato
Que andan pendiente' a mis paso'
Y cuando lanzaré to' mis [?] (Yah, yah, yah, yah)
¿Acaso será que andas pato? (Pah)
Solo negocio' retrato (Pah, pah)
Me encanta ponerme zapato' (Yah)
Anoche soñé [?] (Yah, yah)
Te lo dejo porque voy a Gucci y compro otro
Yo tengo más dinero que el oro
Si no estoy en trap, en un toto
Ya no bregamos con negro' flojo', yeah

[Verse 3: Eugenics]
So for some reason this [?] is so deep and I'm all out of actions (Actions)
I cop a new mill and I'm feeling you niggas don't know what's the fractions (Fractions)
But would I be willing? The choppa be feeling with all of this traffic
I carry from [?], so really, who's capping? (Capping)
Really, who's counting? My plug, my accountant
My Patek a fountain, yeah, this guala I'm after
[?], yeah, these pills so perfection
Cannot be like [?], babe, I came in with passion
I love when I pull up, you make sure you're full of yourself, oh, we're flexin'
To match with my numbers you'll make yourself gullible, but really you're just a distraction
Can't use me for sketching, copy my style, break it down like you really a detective
You look like a fan with a fetish for me and it's [?] (Ice, ice)

[Chorus: Zuvi & Eugenics]
Ah, 95 foreigns where I stay, they gon' hate me 'cause I pay
Wonder what they got to say, ah (What the fuck? What the fuck?)
I got Rojas on a base, told that boy to play the beat (Pah-pah-pah-pah)
Man, this ain't no Dr. Dre
954 where I decay, got my savage out today
Yeah, you know she go my ways (Ayy)
In my city, know I praise, got my tint—, aw man, fuck that shit

[Outro]
Ayy, Rojas, where you at shorty?
Frost