Catch Up

[Intro: Damjonboi]
(Coach me, Joey)
Yes, sir
(Damn, E, this a classic)

[Chorus: TLG Deuce & Damjonboi]
I heard these niggas talkin' cheese (SB 'til the world blow, nigga)
But these niggas never got no cash when I see (Hey, Joey, fuck these niggas)
These niggas cannot talk to me (Joey)
My voice worth money and it cost like a feature
You know I keep a strap by me (Eastside, nigga, fuck niggas talkin' 'bout?)
I'ma let a nigga go if he ever try to play about mine (Easy)
I keep a bankroll on me (Ayy)
Heard you stacked that lil' ten, you gon' have to catch up with mine (Woo)

[Verse 1: Damjonboi]
Got the head from your bitch, now I'm stabbin' off
Hundred rounds on this bitch'll knock a family off
Niggas pussy, they don't wanna cross my territory
In the club with them killers and they paranoid
Huh, red bandana hanging out my pocket
Your bitch pulled up to my hood, she thought she was in Bomptin
Main bitch bad, bougie as fuck
Laughin' at these lame niggas 'cause they goofy as fuck
Where I'm from, niggas get killed for a chain or some buffs
Phone on do not disturb, took my bitch out to lunch
Heard niggas talking greezy, can't be talkin' to us
Sent them bitches to the West and package 'em up

[Chorus: TLG Deuce]
I heard these niggas talkin' cheese
But these niggas never got no cash when I see
These niggas cannot talk to me
My voice worth money and it cost like a feature
You know I keep a strap by me
I'ma let a nigga go if he ever try to play about mine
I keep a bankroll on me
Heard you stacked that lil' ten, you gon' have to catch up with mine

[Verse 2: Coach Joey]
Woo, I been having money, this ain't new to me (This shit ain't new)
All these rappers cuffin' thots, you a fool to me (Fuckin' dummies)
I'm 'bout to cop a yacht, fuck this jewelry (Ayy, fuck this shit)
Talkin' crazy on the phone, mmm, we'll see (We'll see)
Bought a brand new crib by the water (By the water)
How she suck it like that? Her mama taught her (Woo)
Fresh off a flight, ooh, I'm tired, bitch (I'm tired)
I'ma stack a hundred mil' 'fore I retire, bitch (Ayy, help me out)
Come and suck my dick while I count this shit, ayy (Ayy, get the work)
These real hundreds, these not counterfeit, ayy (We ain't through)
I got twenty tied up the long way (The long way)
Tryna count this shit by hand, it's gon' be all day

[Chorus: TLG Deuce]
I heard these niggas talkin' cheese
But these niggas never got no cash when I see
These niggas cannot talk to me
My voice worth money and it cost like a feature
You know I keep a strap by me
I'ma let a nigga go if he ever try to play about mine
I keep a bankroll on me
Heard you stacked that lil' ten, you gon' have to catch up with mine

[Verse 3: AllStar JR]
Ayy, every spot, I was employee of the month, ayy (I was trappin')
'Fore the Dracs came, we was totin' pumps, ayy (Baow)
I fell off, my lil' bitch ain't wanna talk (Ayy)
Now every time a nigga blink, this lil' bitch be tryna fuck (She do)
Fuck your song, your lies boring, guy (Terrible)
Weak as hell, know the fans gon' ignore you, right? (It's over)
Hope you know your bundles thin, so it's over, bae (Pathetic)
I'm really trippin', ain't no nigga that they overrate, nigga, woo (You not really runnin' through these bitches)
Pull up to the set, I'm just tryna spend some money (Big bands)
Vallet people like, "Fuck it, R, we scared to touch it" (Fuck it, leave it here)
Dicks and tits on the sticks, bitch, that's how we coming (That's how we land)
And I ain't beefin' with no niggas that ain't got no money, nigga (Broke-ass lil' nigga)

[Outro: AllStar JR]
Hmm, my chains danglin' too, bitch