Island Slang Remix feat. Pndrn [Remix]

[Inky Hook] My niggas on blocks And they carry that toast I’m from the islands you know how it go None of my bros gon argue about hoes We stackin this paper we stack it fosho Stack up yo paper and stay on the low These niggas can’t take me out my zone These niggas pussy they beef through the phone My niggas they stepping the 9 on me now My niggas on blocks And they carry that toast I’m from the islands you know how it go None of my bros gon argue about hoes We stackin this paper we stack it fosho Stack up yo paper and stay on the low These niggas can’t take me out my zone These niggas pussy they beef through the phone My niggas they stepping the 9 on me now [Pndrn Verse 1] You’s a clown, what the f*ck you gon do me I is a vet in this f*ck, you is a rookie Inky don’t play with him dude Put the gun in they face, you going want me to do it I going dumb in this f*ck, let me loose it We turning on for real, I get the bag for real All my dogs going to war for me Yeah my brothers don’t argue bout hoes But we get the pounds for the low That’s a eat we going kick down he door Hush yo mouth, get the f*ck on the floor Let them know that we come from the Islands All my dogs on the block they be wilding Get the f*ck out my car if you styling In the jam we going off we be wilding On gang [Inky Hook] My niggas on blocks And they carry that toast I’m from the islands you know how it go None of my bros gon argue about hoes We stackin this paper we stack it fosho Stack up yo paper and stay on the low These niggas can’t take me out my zone These niggas pussy they beef through the phone My niggas they stepping the 9 on me now My niggas on blocks And they carry that toast I’m from the islands you know how it go None of my bros gon argue about hoes We stackin this paper we stack it fosho Stack up yo paper and stay on the low These niggas can’t take me out my zone These niggas pussy they beef through the phone My niggas they stepping the 9 on me now [Inky Verse 2] My niggas on blocks and they carry that toast I’m from St. Maarten Ion play with no hoes You want some pounds we got in and out door I’m spending and stacking I get it foshoo I dress up the Glock like I’m putting on a show I attached the red beam I ain’t missing fosho They say that gangsta, they really some hoes Real garden steppa wearing designer clothes Money real long no it can not fold I got paper cuts from counting all of this dough Free kilo and zay cause dem man didn’t told Play with me, leave you with bullet holes Don’t wear jewelry spends my money on poles Counting 100s while my dick in her throat Shoutout P-nut that’s my dawg that’s my bro We came in with the sticks but we really cutthroat [Inky Hook] My niggas on blocks And they carry that toast I’m from the islands you know how it go None of my bros gon argue about hoes We stackin this paper we stack it fosho Stack up yo paper and stay on the low These niggas can’t take me out my zone These niggas pussy they beef through the phone My niggas they stepping the 9 on me now My niggas on blocks And they carry that toast I’m from the islands you know how it go None of my bros gon argue about hoes We stackin this paper we stack it fosho Stack up yo paper and stay on the low These niggas can’t take me out my zone These niggas pussy they beef through the phone My niggas they stepping the 9 on me now