Exchange Freestyle by Kazzy Chase Lyrics

[Intro]
I don't even fuck with Bryson Tiller
It's cool, though
Me & Neek like this beat, though

Yo

[Verse]
I don't like none of these niggas
I ain't like none of these niggas
Floating through the city with the same mother fuckers I came with; same shit
Let them know I'm running these niggas
V-E-G-A-S
Gee, we fresh
Covered up in VVS, hit a lick on CES
Grind, nigga; CCS, no CC, CC us
Wait, yo
Pulling off the valet, I got Nikko with
These bitches give me chewy like a Chick-O-Stick
I'm sneaking in your crib like the RICO did
I'm trying to wear those side caps that Nino did
I might cop a tank, I might cop a tank
Pull up to the bank, cash out 'til I faint
Yo, these niggas in the city barely scratch the paint
I taught them everything they know & I don't get a "thanks"
Cool
When you see me, don't be acting like we besties
Or connected like intestines, me & you don't share the message
I got time you should invest in
But you'd rather ask a nigga bout the shop he got his necklace
That shit crazy; can't respect it, mane
What the fuck is up?
What you doing when you ain't on socials acting like the plug?
Talking 'bout you got that hook-up, nigga, everybody does
DDMG; we the pulse for everything inside the city but the fuzz
Fuck with us
Nigga