Veteran (Dead Presidents) lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, I do this sh*t like a veteran (Veteran)
Preach to the game like a Reverend (Reverend)
I'm wrappin' them racks in a rubber band (Rubber bands)
I talk to the plug, not no middleman (Middleman)
I'm stackin' these Dead Presidents (Presidents)
I pour me some more medicine (Medicine)
I want me some Blue Benjamins (Benjamin)
I mail out the racks send it to the can (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Young Gunna, took off like a running back (Yeah)
I'm tryin' get booked for 100 racks (100 Racks)
Paint the coupe black, call it Thundercat (Thundercat)
Keep punchin' this sh*t like a punchin' bag (Yeah)
They can't even see where these numbers at (Nah)
I had to put 200 on the dash (Yeah)
Watch me jump in the coupe, like a jumping jack (Skrtt)
Got on Saint Laurent Jeans, I don't need to sag (Yeah)
I don't talk to the hoes, just gimme' the cat (Cat)
I been poppin' that sh*t, got these n*ggas mad (Ha)
I put rockin some gold, no Trinidad
n*ggas tryna steal the flow, need to give it back (Give it back)
I know that wasn't you, you weren't into that (Nah)
You just tryna get on and you really can't (Really)
Then found out the owner invented that (Invented that)
We roll like a Roller Coaster (Coaster)
I had to put it in motion (Motion)
I had to keep this sh*t rollin' (Rollin')
Diamond, they blue like the ocean (Ocean)
I already knew, I was chosen (Chosen)
I just be grindin, staying focused (Focused)
Run that sh*t up, now reload it (Runnin' It)
I had to stop talking, just show em' (Show 'em)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I do this sh*t like a veteran (Veteran)
Preach to the game like a Reverend (Reverend)
I'm wrappin' them racks in a rubber band (Rubber bands)
I talk to the plug, not no middleman (Middleman)
I'm stackin' these Dead Presidents (Presidents)
I pour me some more medicine (Medicine)
I want me some Blue Benjamins (Benjamin)
I mail out the racks send it to the can (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I told you stop talkin, and show em' (Show 'em)
My lil' brothers already known (Know)
Pick them racks up, and then blow em' (Blow em')
If you throw this sh*t up it's a storm (Storm)
I got some young n*ggas, they goin' (They gone)
They stand on the block 'till the mon (Mon)
They trap from the night, 'till the sun (Sun)
Then, go drop them a dub on on they own (Racks)
Another ten racks on a charm (Racks)
Gold on me, ten-thousand ones (One)
I'm poppin' some Don Perignon on (On)
I'm doin’ this sh*t like a Don (Don)
I'm tryna make a mil, in a month (Month)
I f*cked on them right as they come (Come)
I'm cookin' OG in my lungs (My lungs)
I promise forever we on (We on)
You live and you die by the gun (Gun)
I'm weighin' that sh*t by the ton (Ton)
Tryna bury that sh*t for my son (For my son)
Just gettin' started, don't wait till I’m done (Done)
I eat this sh*t up for lunch (Lunch)
I got a stick, I’ma hunt (Hunt)
Kickin' this sh*t like a punt (Punt)
Takin' yo sh*t like the Runtz (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I do this sh*t like a veteran (Veteran)
Preach to the game like a Reverend (Reverend)
I'm wrappin' them racks in a rubber band (Rubber bands)
I talk to the plug, not no middleman (Middleman)
I'm stackin' these Dead Presidents (Presidents)
I pour me some more medicine (Medicine)
I want me some Blue Benjamins (Benjamin)
I mail out the racks send it to the can (Yeah)