Marshmello, Southside, Giggs, SAINt JHN - Been Thru This Before

Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip? Mello made it right [Giggs:] Most these niggas are most these problems Most these toolied up goons, ghost and goblins Nah, mostly bougie stuff, don't see problems Know she say she was, but no, she wasn't Yeah, posted hoodied up, yeah, Gucci bottoms Yeah, yeah, she lookin' sweet, but lowkey rotten (Haha) Yeah, soldiers uzi'd up, best know we got 'em Yeah, all these dudes in touch, but lowkey Gotham (Smashin') He's in the back, he got the massive Glock (Yeah) He's on the left side, squeezin' the Macintosh (Mm) Hollow mans back, you know that I'm back on top And everyone eats, and that's when the ration stop You sound offense, you gettin' me tense Like, go get my money, my twenty percent Big movies over there, best know we shot them Yeah, all these dudes in touch, plus [SAINt JHN:] Nigga, we, we been through all of this before, cocaine in a drawer Pistol by the pocket, baby, ready for a war Comin' from them vibes, scratchin' pockets, know we poor Ten years later, same shit, just more mature We been through all of this before, dirt came from the wall Hopin' that "Forever" comes, knowin' this is life But only life that we saw, pistols in a drawer Cocaine in a cornerpocket, hopin' that you know we been through all this before I do not fuck with nobody, I do not have me no friends I got a GoFundMe and a Venmo, so, if I love you, depends I got a brother that shoots, I am just wipin' the prints I did the math, the graph, and givin' you half ain't makin' no sense I'm still real, and I'm still screamin' "Brook-Brooklyn" Grey scene and that good look Dope game in my co-vein, so cocaine in my cook-book Dark skin in my snow white, I [?] Picked up where you left off, and I gave back what the hood took So, callin' it now, next year I'm takin' a Grammy Usually Sheniqua exclusive, tonight I'm just thinkin' 'bout takin' an Emmy And they just know I'm the king, so, I'm just takin' a nine Niggas'll back out their pack and relax out the sack like takin' a Xanny Mans on a crusade ting, niggas'll aim at your head And they come for your top on a toupee ting Bitches'll play with your heart, just stay Baka, 'cause they on a two-play ting I'll tell a bad bitch to kickin' it and pushin it on and skate on a Lupe ting If it's black, then I'm black and I'm black and I'm back on a Dússe ting Nigga, we, we been through all of this before, cocaine in a drawer Pistol by the pocket, baby, ready for a war Comin' from them vibes, scratchin' pockets, know we poor Ten years later, same shit, just more mature We been through all of this before, dirt came from the wall Hopin' that "Forever" comes, knowin' this is life But only life that we saw, pistols in a drawer Cocaine in a cornerpocket, hopin' that you know we been through all this before