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[hook: detroit l+o]
stunting with my dawgs, i’m just tryna let my chain hang
team full of day one n+ggas, we the same gang
all these haters funnier that kevin hart in soul plane
grinding for the watches that be dancing like soul train
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang

[verse 1: detroit l+o]

l+o sticking to the method like redman
i put a thousand on yo noggin, that’s a head band
getting head while the cadillac on cruise control
eating king vitamin out a versace bowl
syke naw, i’m talking sh+t, bombay and kush n+gga that’s the kit
jackpot steady getting lit, and he with yo b+tch and i know you p+ssed
check the wrist is what i told yo b+tch, it’s about that time
girl it’s time to go
in the whip i conduct yo b+tch when she joined the band cuz she bouta blow
say his belt real, but his stitch coming loose
n+ggas hanging with the ducks, i’m with a bad b+tch sipping goose
sh+t about to heat up like a n+gga pulled the grill out
throw a pack of ice at yo b+tch cuz she need to chill out
n+ggas going through loops of fire just to save that sorry hoe
you done saved that hoe too many times, imma call these n+ggas super mario
give it up she don’t want you back
yea i got the game but i ain’t spitting that
and i’m ignorant when i hit the chick, i make a flipgram of me hitting that
[hook: detroit l+o]
stunting with my dawgs, i’m just tryna let my chain hang
team full of day one n+ggas, we the same gang
all these haters funnier that kevin hart in soul plane
grinding for the watches that be dancing like soul train
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang

[verse 2: ishaan the rit god]

b+tch i keep numbers on my paper like a math test
all my dawgs shining like we opened up a treasure chest
pistons motivate me cuz they always balling in the palace
walking round with more lettuce on me than a caesar salad
got yo girl changing her hair color like dennis rodman
set my team up just to score, call me magic johnson
b+tch i’m a astronaut like the mtv award
red louis on me i look like a bl++dy checker board
get rejected like shot blockers, i leave with money like bank robbers
my kush strong, heavy weight boxers, i’m burning pounds like weight watchers
i made a rap bout how i had yo girl top off, call em titty bars
if you act like american idols, i’ll leave yo ass dancing with stars
you haters sweet like lemonade, get yo head cut like a martin fade
ya’ll playing games like arcades, let the 40 slam like dwayne wade
more numbers than a call log, i’m a wizard b+tch john wall
bread long, high school halls, that chopper ringing like phone calls

[hook: detroit l+o]
stunting with my dawgs, i’m just tryna let my chain hang
team full of day one n+ggas, we the same gang
all these haters funnier that kevin hart in soul plane
grinding for the watches that be dancing like soul train
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang
stunting with my dawgs, chain hang with the same gang



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