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[Verse 1: Issa Gold] My Generation be wildin' Like we was born desolate on a island LSD hittin' proper Nigga like NZT, you can't stop us Gang move like we mobsters Nigga drink Hennesey like a shotter Free my niggas that's locked up Police always tryna come knock us I'm backseat, blowin' my drow Undercover cop creepin' on the low I got a zip and the hash stashed in the gas tank Hope the nigga don't smell my smoke I take a trip out to the fresh coast Good pow, good weed move slow I got a plate of the hash then I ship that fast I'mma see that shit when I go home Call that fresh direct marijuana Only fuck with that potent product They mad cause I switch the topics Like I can't talk 'bout what I'm thriving I'm eatin' good in my hood My niggas see me ear to ear smiling I'm always high as a fucking kite But my moshpits they get violent Beast coast winners my gang Letras de cancionesKeep a real tight circle, nigga, fuck through friends Been around the globe, now I’m goin' in a trance Pay me for my shows on the road in advance I’m fuckin' with the hoes like my dough in the bank Nigga aura on froze with the coldest of dank See me trippin' fuckin' gold for my soul it’s a fact Niggas steppin' to me wrong betta' know how to act Lets go, lets go [Bridge: Issa Gold] Raised up deep in the beast Had a first hand see to the war in the streets Rely on gripping the heat And they multiply by getting them kids That's why I'm speaking for peace Cause niggas be dying over the beef But please don't fuck with the gods You gon' be surprised by what you gon' get [Hook: Issa Gold] My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang Come pull up my nigga and see My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang Come pull up my nigga and see My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang Come pull up my nigga and see My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang Come pull up my nigga and see [Verse 2: AK] Shades up in my face, like to be dolo and puffing my dank Then I'm up and away to the top let my brain do the job Then I'll straight free your mind from them chains Made them moves to L.A now you see me tho I be off of sunset blowing reefer smoke Never seen the contest, but I'm leading though Know one day they'll contest, leave 'em leaking, yo And I'm smoking the best comatose from my sack Got a whole lot of sins but it's still no regrets Gotta wallet of ends and this shit just commence I go hard with my friends make them business connects Yea we stackin [?] [?] fresh Get your ass off the bench I'm in class with the feds Hol' up , flex I'm the living lord in the flesh Got next and when a nigga on cortisol [?] They lookin at me like the lord savior is coming I spit fire like I'm Hades when they play me they bumping If I retire then my bars become the greatest among [?] [?] trying to stay with newcomers, but we displayed every [?] You can't tame my soul, can't change my goals My wheels take me how far I go Y'all niggas get [?] with no apartment though Up in your momma home, with your designer on Fuck [?] takeoff Cause the coast, homie, travel be my dayjob And I'm coming for that globe like I'm Adolf Super high, like a giant smoking beanstalks And we sipping mad gin like we're detox Syrup in my liter [???] You can follow preacher, but nigga I'm a leader I'mma smoke this reefer and pass it off to Issa [Bridge: Issa Gold] Raised up deep in the beast Had a first hand see to the war in the streets Rely on gripping the heat And they multiply by getting them kids That's why I'm speaking for peace Cause niggas be dying over the beef But please don't fuck with the gods You gon' be surprised by what you gon' get [Hook: Issa Gold] My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang Come pull up my nigga and see My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang Come pull up my nigga and see My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang Come pull up my nigga and see My niggas gon' bang, bang, preacher gon' sang Come pull up my nigga and see [Verse 3: Issa Gold] My team loyal, no counterfeits Fraud niggas can't fly with them Taking off no pilot in Yo high in it, the young Zionist My nigga wait, finna be great Every time I drop a song, oh my Lord, they relate And a nigga, we strong like it's gon' hit the weight Tell these niggas keep up like they joggin' in the place Usain Bolt to the dough A nigga been lucky got my thugs in a row You see me dream big, do them out in the smoke Only talking business if you contact my phone Nigga in the zone, ain't fucking with the clone Y'all niggas move slow, better leave me alone If you ever hit my phone, nigga gon' get the tone Of a motherfucking drone when I bump my ringtone [Verse 4: AK] I'm a first place winner, earthquakes when I enter Then they [?] for my [?], first date then I'm in her Oh Lord, how dare a nigga wanna come test the god Testify, nigga touch the sky Put a nigga under six feet I said, put a nigga under six feet Young AK only here to bring peace But that shit out the door, fuck it with the family, my g Hold up, wait, I got all this cake But still ain't shit changed, my brain don't inflate My L's ain't from games, it's from all this dank Until the bed of pain to the ninth time straight Talk shit, hit a nigga with a mic on stage Mosh pit, something silly nigga, straight to his brain From the prince of the gutter to the top game pay Now you pissed that they coming through, you stuck in the shade From Letras Mania