The Worst Of Us

[Verse 1: Prince Papi]

[Verse 2: Jerome]
Uh
Run it
Drop shift straight to the summit
Flop bitch right on her stomach
Road head tight if she comin
Now she runnin
Gotta take a minute check my money on a counter
Now I got her sitting, waiting, I know all about her
They could wait for life if they don’t want to imma bounce her
Fuck if imma let em rush me, imma go denounce em
Uh yeah
All of my dogs are correct
They don’t want nothin but bones
Don’t try to fuck with my set
Ice on my neck
Cold like my breath
Check it out now here we go
They might go light up a check
Take it out on your connect
Pull up a tec to your skull, yeah
Might go get some broads from the walkway
They could watch me burn shit my own way
Jetta used to work now I’m flauntin
Bulls all on the dash but the font red
Might go take my moms to the mall say
Anything you want, you don’t owe me
Maybe hit my pops tell him sorry
Never gonna walk on that stage day
Another phenomenon
Papi and Jerome on a
Fuck a bitch and then her mom
20 minutes on a song
Outshining on your discog
Hang up on a moneyline

[Verse 3: Prince Papi & Jerome]