For Tha 25

I can get it for the twenty five
I'm taxing nigga's thirty five
Retire by thirty five
My goonies on the block make the birdies fly
I can get it for the twenty five
I'm taxing nigga's thirty five
Retire by thirty five
My goonies on the block make the birdies fly

They say the rap game is sorta like the crack game
Ain't that strange these rap nigga's is acting
You see the rap game is sorta like Scarface
Hell of a story but reality it's all fake
I break bread wit the dealers
Sip liq's with the killers
It's bananas in the mist of gorillas
These rappers on camera, its nothing what they life be like
You can meet in the town if the price is right
Straight wholesale
Package it with no smell
You can cut that bitch twice and it's gon sell
For the transport make sure you got the stash box
Out of state plates, hot wheels, matchbox
Speeding
It's a rocky road
I just play the game, skating thin ice like I'm tryna make a hockey goal
You know you gotta save for when that drought come
Or when your in that courtroom waiting on the outcome

I can get it for the twenty five
I'm taxing nigga's thirty five
Thirty five
Retire by thirty five
My goonies on the block make the birdies fly
I can get it for the twenty five
I'm taxing nigga's thirty five
Retire by thirty five
I'm a Coke Boy you know it right

I done whipped up a bird
Put that bitch on the block
Pulled my whip on the curb
Feds saying I'm hot
Tryna audit my money
But they ain't take none from me
D A and the judge laughing
But my freedom ain't
Get that birdie but whole
Pluck the feathers of it then we sit it in the pot
Sit that on the stove
Let it boil til it oil's
What that order is
Man you know I got it for you
All this money got me spoiled
Down payment on a crib
Frozen water on my body
Little head busters toting pistols in your lobby
Have brunch with the plug
Even met his family
My connect show me love
He assist me with the flood
Coke Boy baby
Pyrex by the baking soda
That spot vacant we gon take it over
Papi hit me for the low
Set of ski's for the snow
Boy I'm fucking with the blow
And you know that

I can get it for the twenty five
I'm taxing nigga's thirty five
Retire by thirty five
Coke Boy you know it right
I can get it for the twenty five
I'm taxing nigga's thirty five
Retire by thirty five
My goonies on the block make the birdies fly

It's time to get paid bring the brinks trucks
It ain't opium a nigga deal with Chinx Drugz
Bx and Far Rock had to link up
We just celebrating life my nigga drink up
I get it from the source fuck the middle man
Package it and ship it out of rental vans
I got the white
I got the tan
All colors of the candy skittle grams
The feds couldn't see us on Instagram
Follow like Twitter
Cause these diamonds type glitter
Time to touch base
Young Gatez the pinch hitter
My goonies on the block make the birdies fly
Presidential Rollie cost thirty five
Rosé in the V I
Still a hood nigga polo skully and my levi's
You want it for the low come and swing by



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Writer(s): Young Gatez
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