Them Ones, Pt. 2

[Intro: BankRoll Tink]
Klutch
Ayy, yah, uhm

[Verse 1: BankRoll Tink & Drew Jackson]
Ayy, yeah
He ain't met no niggas like us (He never)
To my motion, call a nigga bluff (Callin' them bluff)
But he said he got money, but he ain't got enough (Got enough)
Seventeen, I was a 100K up (Hundred racks)
Fast forward later six figures on a truck (On a track)
I hustle this shit with no love (No love)
Still mad to this shit when the times got rough, got rough

[Verse 2: Drew Jackson & Quezz Ruthless]
Jacks-Jacks got niggas, better add Jackson up (Better add Jackson up)
Because you don't see it, don't mean it in your talk (Pow)
This how a nigga get touched (On God)
Ho' thinkin' she sweet, got a dumbass slut (Pow)
Hundred bros are just sparkin' 'em, gone in the wind
No more applause around, niggas tryna link up (No)
No hе ain't fuckin' with niggas (No), this ain't Cali' crab (Yah)
Got that shit out of mud (Uh), yeah, we come from thе dirt (Uh, From the dirt)

[Verse 3: Quezz Ruthless]
Uh (Woah), Uh (No)
Every thang we do it to plugs (Do it to plugs)
I walk around like I'm bully kid (Like I'm bully kid)
Yeah, I go inner way (No), nigga, no, I can't be touched (I can't be touched)
Bailing my dog, no, he stealin' my chow'
I make him play like "Nigga, sit down, stay here" (Down, stay here)
Had the bitch come to my spot (Hah), then she fuckin' on top (Hah)
Then she with me, you know that I click (Know that I fuck)

[Verse 4: Baby K & Fatboy Bino]
Uh, inner way, by the way back in the city (I'm back)
Want to beef, I don't even eat spinach (What's that?)
He gon' die, if he playin' my mentions (He gon' die)
Flex on his Insta, was dead in a instant (He dead)
Make 'em fuck with me since little infant (Since a lil')
Fuck a nigga, no talkin', Hilfiger (Fuck 'em)
Small fry ass niggas ain't havin' no bacon (Yeah), or sausage, but I still do it bigger (Ayy, it's Fatboy)

[Verse 4: Fatboy Bino & Quezz Ruthless]
We a big dog, these lil' niggas shrimp (Yall shrimp)
May play at the playdate, trip after trip (After trip)
I may look like I'm lackin', but a Glock on my hip (On my waist)
Niggas be broke, he ain't heard "Roll Or Skill" (Roll or Skill)
All my niggas pass the rock, guarantee I'ma ball out the jail (Out the jail)
Sudden "GG", niggas swervin' with him (No)
What I'm about? (Yeah-yeah) Real trapper, I ain't stoppin' til' I turn on some M's

[Verse 5: Quezz Ruthless]
Oh, oh
Why bother again? He's gonna cash (I got G's on the cash)
Kiss a girl, fuck around, call 'em flat (Skrrt, skrrt)
I tell Drew "You pull up with a jet?" (Pull up with a jet)
Uh, don't ever think that I'm lackin', I got me a Glock with a button on the back (Button on the back)
Ah, all of these gun that we totin' (Hah), they regular (They regular), alright then bitch you fast

[Verse 6: BankRoll Tink]
Ayy, yeah
I can't stop if 12 wanna act (Wanna act)
I'm in the spot then the air day (In the spot)
Tryna get rich without the bags (Out the gas)
Nigga, what I'm makin', one day niggas moanin' "Your stack" (Your stack)
My name is Bank, you know I got cash (Know I got cash)
I'll be young, niggas talkin', why these niggas mad? (Why they mad?)

[Verse 7: Baby K & Fatboy Bino]
All they ass, we cut, no slack (No slack)
I'ma pull a short turn on they racks (Kill 'em dead)
Bitches buggin' on swine, ho's bad (Ho' get bad)
We just fuckin', they lovin' no nap (Uh-Uh)
Bitch, I'm ruthless and I like you for this (Know a lot)
Bitch, I'm signed to the streets (Again) til' my coffin (I'm back)
Make a offer (Yah), they give me your bonus (Make a offer)
She tryin', cum in that pussy, I don't want it

[Verse 8: Fatboy Bino]
Spent 30K on a Rolex, can't even tell the time (Time)
Bust down, bust down (Bust down, bust down), I make you blind
Brr, Brr (Brr), switch it, go wild, make a nigga get down (On the ground)
We the young niggas, flushing blocks down the town (In the city)
You tired make a cup of codeine? Where you got pounds? (You a clown)
I'm with the bro, them nigga my round (My woes)
Jumping to water, guarantee gon' drown (Gon' drown)

[Verse 9: Drew Jackson]
Yeah, plenty shots for a nigga like you greedy (Like me)
Put a switch on the Glock, we havin' that whip (Whip)
He fell for the baddie, dumbass coochie (Coochie)
Got a K on my wrist, tryna take some? Book me (Owed me some coochie)
Drew J' got some bread, lil' nigga you a rookie
Goofy ass nigga ready to die by some pussy (Real)
'Cause Cey stopped the car, he hopped out, actin' foolish (Jackson James)