Pyrex Kids

[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Yeah

[Chorus]
In the trap with a whole thing, still sellin' tenths to Jed (What up, Jed?)
The pharm' only pushin' out Wock', I really miss the red (I swear I miss the red)
I just sent a text to your ho, I really miss the head (Where you at?)
I should've went and got a gold presi', I bought a brick instead (Ooh)

[Verse 1]
Pyrex kids, you know we came up playin' with the pots and pans (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
A nigga pulled a ho move, disappeared, you know we popped his mans (Fap, fap, fap)
On the block watchin' cameras while we serve, we tryna dodge the vans
Nigga was a gangster 'til he told and went and took the stand (Lame-ass nigga)
I done been in deep wars, I ain't lost one yet (We ain't lost one yet)
We is not a frat team, but when it's time, we step (Step, step)
7 Mile what we rep (7 Mile), pull up in a TRX
Hop out icy like I'm Future, I'm just stuntin' on my ex (I'm just stuntin' on my ex)
Heard a rumor I was broke, had to put that shit to rest (What you say?)
Hundred racks in that Louis bag like Thug, I got a check (Gang)
I ain't get this off of rap, still take trips there and back (Yeah)
I'm the type set the studio up middle of the trap

[Chorus]
In the trap with a whole thing, still sellin' tenths to Jed (What up, Jed?)
The pharm' only pushin' out Wock', I really miss the red (I swear I miss the red)
I just sent a text to your ho, I really miss the head (Where you at?)
I should've went and got a gold presi', I bought a brick instead (Ooh)

[Verse 2]
I'm the type to get straight to the source, cut out the middle-man (Cut him off)
I hate a nigga fakin' like he got the bag and get it in (Lame-ass nigga)
I heard the opps outside, we treatin' they block like a ceiling fan (Frrrt)
Until we drop somebody, we gon' spin again and spin again (Fap, fap, fap, fap, fap)
Switchin' states every week, I'm chasin' all this money (Yeah)
Niggas mad they in the hood broke as hell, bein' flunkies (Broke-ass nigga)
Me and my friends some rich junkies, we pour lean up and get money (Yeah)
Still got old fifties in the stash from my run in Kentucky (Shh)

[Chorus]
In the trap with a whole thing, still sellin' tenths to Jed (What up, Jed?)
The pharm' only pushin' out Wock', I really miss the red (I swear I miss the red)
I just sent a text to your ho, I really miss the head (Where you at?)
I should've went and got a gold presi', I bought a brick instead (Ooh)