Oh good money, you chillin' after that
Ayy I'ma be in LA the whole time
You remember when I used to sell you the belts
Hell yeah Man that shit crazy, man
Yo you know it was me makin' them belts
No back in the day, you know, I ain't peep it
I remember, I think, I think Kwasi and them like brought you
over one day and I peeped you
then they went off in your shit like when you was doin' the music
I was like huh don't I know son Like I know him
Then they was like yeah my nigga, he was designin' mad long
I was like damn that shit crazy
Word, that shit was like five years ago you still got them shits
Bro I got them joints at the crib, bro
I got the multi colored one, the camo colored one
like I think it was red and brown
And I got the camo joint you did
Hey, now look, now we're doin' songs together and shit