Hustling All Day

[Intro]
Meech

[Verse 1: Beno & Drego]
Lil boy you ain't heard?
My plug from San Antonio, I think he play with the Spurs
Thirty-three bitches, just like Larry Bird
I'm sippin' a six, my nigga Skuba be slurred
I had to wash my hands, the residue off the work
Man I said you're good with your lips, she said you're good with your words
I'm lookin' myself up lil bitch to see just how much I'm worth
I'm start up my day with that cookie blunt and the syrup
She startin' off her day with some good dick and the perc
Oh baby girl you ain't heard? we pushin' this work
I'm loaded on beams, sixty thou be the work
I swear she expensive, it's five thousand her purse

[Verse 2: GT]
Back up young dog, this not what you think
White buffs look like I chipeed 'em off the sink
I flip two times a week, that's Tennessee
Lately I been huggin' the rod, I can't sleep
We buyin' it all, we blowed it on you boys
Niggas been too quiet, we been makin' all the noise
I'm tryna hide my face, I'm on the 'Hound
Came back with eighty racks, ain't make a sound
Turn around on the blues, double up, that's on the food
I fuck with the herb too, I get that for twenty-two
Probably won't see me if this bag touch
But you might just see me 'cause I'm actin' up
I get paid on the third from before the first
I made hella plays before I ever wrote a verse
Calculations every day, put my money first
That nigga ratted on his mans, I don't know what's worse, nigga

[Chorus: Drego, GT, & Beno]
Them hitters hit you in broad day, been thuggin' since hallways
Money long as a hallway, made it off dog plays
Forty tucked in the Balmains, I give you a bald fade
Really some road runners, should be in the hall of fame
We really be pole clutching, I up at you running man
You up it on Instagram, we ride in your crib fam
I know some young wild niggas that really don't give a damn
Just talked to big unc, he out in Cali, he tapped me in
Them hitters hit you in broad day, been thuggin' since hallways
Money long as a hallway, made it off dog plays
Forty tucked in the Balmains, I give you a bald fade
Really some road runners, should be in the hall of fame