Still

[Intro]
Yeah, man
Squad
Shoutout to my fuckin' niggas
Shoutout to my 176 niggas, those my bros, fam
Halal Gang (ITrez Beats)
Fuckin' know what time it is
878, you already know, ahwoolay
Where they at nigga?
Where they at nigga? Bah
My niggas crazy, wallahi!

[Chorus: Mo-G]
We still by the plaza
Still movin' product, movin' lava (Hot)
Not rockin' Prada, rockin' Gucci (Wallahi)
I still slap it down on your bitch booty

[Verse 1: Mo-G]
And fill it up with batteries
Man down, that's a casualty (Bye, bye)
South, Southside, nigga, pocket full of salary
I'm makin' tracks now, rap niggas wanna rat on me
Hit 'em up, make 'em lose calories (Run, nigga)
Young 'Mali iced out, I'm lookin' like a hockey team
Sidney Crosby, all these bitches want me
Eighty-one shots on your block, no Kobe (Swish)
Switch up with the left, like Ginóbili
Real nigga like water, you can't hold me (Nah)
And like Shmurda, we lookin' for that deal, nigga (Yeah, man)
One shot, one track, where's the deal, nigga? (Where it at?)
Ten shots, five kills, whats the deal, nigga?
Two verses, one beat, I'm a deal, nigga
I'll still fuckin' deal with you, man (Deal with them niggas, wallahi)
'Cause, yo, you know where the fuck we at, man (Squad)

[Chorus: Smoke Dawg]
We still by the Rabba (Northside, nigga)
Still movin' product, movin' lava (Movin' hot, nigga)
Not rockin' Prada, rockin' Gucci (Rockin' Gucci)
I still slap down on your bitch booty (Huh)
We still by the Rabba (By the Rabba)
Still movin' product, movin' lava (Movin' lava, nigga)
Not rockin' Prada, rockin' Gucci (Hell nah)
I still slap it down on your bitch booty (What you thought, cous'?)

[Verse 2: Smoke Dawg]
I'm still by the Panzo (By the Panzo, nigga)
Run up on me, your brains, it'll get dismantled (Boo-boo-boom)
'Cause my niggas got guns just like Rambo (Huh)
10k and Bando gettin' money by the handful
Cash world, man, you know my gang, bro
I remember when I was in Regent Park Bengals (Southside)
Now I'm in Halal Gang, gettin' stacks by the bankroll (878, nigga)
I will never spend my money on no stank ho
All my bitches on the pole bringin' that cash back
(Where that cash at?)
And, yeah, these are Bally's, you ain't gotta ask that
(Hell nah, nigga)
Lil' nigga, I ain't rockin' Nike's 'cause I'm past that (Way past that)
Give her two percent, and the rest of that cash, I stash that
(What you thought, cous'? Haha)