2 Amigos lyrics

[Intro]
I'm so proud of you Caasi

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Bread Game like I'm Fatts, I got Bag money
sh*t on n*ggas when I'm mad, I got mad money
Dumped a 30 out the Glock, put the mag on him
Oh, you finally made your first hunnid'? I feel bad for you
Solitarys in my ears, all eye-stone
Whip up half a brick of raw, 'til the pot froze
Still spin a n*gga block 'til his block gone
Bought a half ton all strong, we don't cop' 'bows
For sneak dissing, if it's up, gotta say it now
A million dollars ain't enough, that's a baby grind
Turn a hood into a plant, how we slanging iron
Get my di*k sucked while I trap through the rain or dry

[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Cuddy hype me up, Quagen got me finna crash out
I'm in the trap, I can whip a brick out of glass snow
Caught him with his pants down, now dawg ass out
No Diddy, I just hit a whip, f*cked around, finna pass out
Cyber Truck big as f*ck, it got Forgies, you gotta share the lanes
My b*tch on my nerve, she complaining I want every chain
What I spent on these Ricks, I could've went and bought eleven Jays
Blood all on my wrist, big clock like I'm Flavor Flav
Turned into a jewler, let me talk about the diamond cuts
You can't come clouded, you gotta come VVS and up
And got FN for the n*ggas that wanna test they luck
This my having sex outfit, I just came to f*ck
[Verse 3: Icewear Vezzo]
f*ck around, jump in the pool, get the diamonds clean
Spent a half a band on a Cuban and a diamond link
You finally got an A.P., had to pawn the cheap
Rich n*gga, treat the Maybach like a Honda Jeep
Cullinan on 6's, Lamb truck on 28
Forgie, n*gga, I been getting money since a Brailist
Glock 19 with extention, all we do is count chicken
Yeah, you know it's get money, f*ck b*tches

[Verse 4: KrispyLife Kidd]
I don't move of emotion, f*ck around and get you killed
I can't back door my mans, I hit his b*tch, I gotta live wit' it
Tried to apologize five times, and we still trippin'
Got all the grip on my shoes, I ain't ever never slippin'
IUR Krispy, that's my name to the white b*tches
Caught motion sickness in the Maybach, I'on like switching
You can f*ck one of my hoes, I'm bool, I am not trippin'
But if I hit one of yours, don't play victim
b*tch can't get no Ruth's Chris, she get a two for five
Rollie on my wrist expensive, this b*tch a Rubicon
Tell them people that we f*ck with, tell 'em what you'll do for fraud
I hit her for a dub, he a newbie, he was new to Chime