Castawayz II

Whip on foreign
TK, back in the booth
Champagne, P-Trill, Dae Bandz
Damn, this a classic (And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube), yuh

Bitches ain't want me, I end up flauntin'
All in your crib, not hauntin'
Bar's too borin', whip on foreign, ain't no '80 DeLorean
Block too hot like stove top, I know shit stack bread, no compra
Champagne flowin', ain't no growin', livin' la vida loca
I seen coasts get colder, niggas got older then Pop got shot
Upside down, niggas had no frown, but I know the whole block was hot
Tokyo-bound, Tokyo town, all of TK go 'round
Bar for bar like shootin' star, but I know them Kings come 'round
Oof, yeah, niggas know I'm never finished
I bang what I bang 'cause I chill with the gang
And I know that we makin' 'em victims
Body, kill 'em, shotty, spill 'em
Bazz go crazy on drillings, did what I did 'cause I been him
I'm just a man on a mission, shawty been duckin' my calls
I'm fuckin' her friends, then I dig in her wall
She noticed I fucked then she spazzed on the floor
Should've just bought her the store
She wanna be dripped in Dior
That ain't my rapport, that ain't what I'm on
Ooh, pain, ain't got shit to gain
Take two Mollies to the brain, on spring break, two Molly's gave brain
I'm on a whole different lane
Niggas ain't playin', get smoked like Jane
Make 'em a stain, then I go hit me a stain, I'm takin' his chain
Niggas be lame, just make sure you hear what I'm sayin'

(You hear what I'm sayin'?) "Castawayz Two"
But the team been clocked in
Got it on lock with my will, I'm a locksmith
See no opponents, just me and my conscience
Keep it cool, they ain't fuckin' with my conscious
Me, Jay, and Bandz, yeah, we goin' off
Niggas' thinkin' they hard, but they're flowin' soft
Only rockin' with Bob's, never rollin' Raw
Bar's sweeter than sugar, they know it's raw
Why shawty got tipsy, then asked me "Tip me"?
Niggas move silly, they cannot get with me
I keep it a trilly, I know niggas feel me
I leave haters red and I ain't talkin' Trippie
You movin' silly, I don't understand
Pray on my downfall, you ain't my mans
Not Carti, but you tryna play the boy
You in Bandz Land now, can't save the boy (Bandz, listen)

Me, Trill, and Jay, yeah, we locked in
Bandz back, like how y'all gon' stop him?
Talk on the bro, and y'all know that we flockin'
So y'all better consider y'all options
No coppin', better stand on that shit that y'all been on
Yeah, me and my niggas, we been on
If I catch a O, stomp him out with my Timbs on, like, like
Like, why is y'all talkin' on bro? Like I never saw y'all before
The Notti and Dotti is makin' me choke
Fuck rap, get back for your bro
Your bitch is a smooch and she give me the throat
And you know that's my knock that she tote
When she done, pass out to the bro, hit it once then I gotta go, like

Come see me, wait, come see we, Bandz, Jay, and the trillest P
Three sick flows on a iller beat, that's a big three, what a trilogy
Ayy, no hide and seek, I'ma find you, ayy
Shoryuken, I'm Ryu, ayy
Ain't a barber but I'll line you, ayy
Good Burger, I'ma fry you, ayy
Man, I hope you stayin' neutral
I do not wanna get brutal and discipline you like a pupil
Pull up with all of my shottas
They grippin' on choppas, and they all itchin' just to do you, uh
Wait, ayy, gotta talk it how I walk it, uh, if a hitter got a issue
We'll get to barkin', yeah, we'll get to sparkin'
I don't think we'll miss you when we march in
No static, I'ma get to shockin', no cars, I'ma get to parkin', huh
Ha (Yo, yo), once all the shawties see us, they gon' get to flock—

It's not that type of party, Trill, relax (Yo, what the— Can you—
That's the end of the beat?), yeah