2 Man Special.

Hook:
Way too many distractions, caught off guard my drive on camera
Avant-garde my two-man special, this Honda Civic ain’t no phantom
But I move it like some units, me & mine stay making music, out yo mind if you
think time gon come and tell me how to use it/
How to use it, hallelujah, we was cruising, police scoot up
Thought they caught me, we was smoking, cheap vacation, Franklin Ocean
Color blue like just like them bills, make some music I can feel
Bitch I don’t know no better if I made then you better know it’s better,
no debating, why these niggas playing with me?
I’m the greatest baby now you say it with me, I ain’t playing nigga-
(Chase Kordell):
Say it with me! Come on, «Chase. Kordell. Is. The. Greatest.» One more time,
I want you to really dig deep for it! Come here, «Chase Kordell.
Is the motherfucking goat/
Pop that shit open
You wasn’t focused so you lost yo balance and everyone noticed, the room
getting clouded it’s prolly from smoking
Who dat by the window don’t let the shit open, who gotta line to the plug?
Niggas say dollars & drugs is really the motive, okay spoke a piece of my mind
to a nigga he ran off & sold it
Don’t know what the fuck I even told him fuck it though niggas be missing out
When I’m in yo city, just hit me, let’s see what this bitch about
You ain’t sitting with me then you sitting out, niggas soldiers?
Okay we gon ship em out
The war never over the battlefield different now, couple different sides niggas
switching now, better pick a side with sufficient sounds
Cus the weakest niggas we gon pick em out, pick em up, get em out
Throw em to the river let em drip or drown
Might throw you a rope if we saving niggas
Go pray to the savior put life on that paper, the future look bright for my
baby nigga
All these investments and all of my stressing
I ain’t the type to be saying shit but i’m just saying it’s/
(Hook)
How to use it, motherfucker we been going stupid dummy
TMO beat the fucking case, in a suit that’s made of money
Niggas thought this shit a race but I’m cruising off the gas
Pussy always got some shit to say until he need a pad, woah, bloody on his rag,
bloody on his rag
GGM like what that mean bitch, «God God Me» He’ll do you bad, yea
But His love for you might supersede what you got coming, show some mercy to my
brothers, you’ll survive it if you lucky
I been thuggin since a youngin, and anointed try to touch me
Best of both and you’ll agree if you just come and see my onion
I got layers lil nigga yo shit looking paper thin, crack that shit with just a
bite, and I bet it break or bend
My shit 14 outta 10, this that pressure that make diamonds
Why the fuck would I settle for platinum? I’ma star I gotta be shining, yea
I gotta be shining, yea
I done put all this time in, why in the fuck would I ever stop grinding?
Feeling like a madman lost my mind, but it’s really just/
(Hook)
Outro:
God is good, God is great, still they gotta lot to say about me
Fuck them niggas let me hate, won’t separate from what is great about me
Surrounded by the highest high, the widest eye could never see my fate
All the glory goes to Him, cus God is good and God is great/