Yin & Yang

ISO
 Indies, Indies, yeah
 ISO
 Indies, Indies, aye-aye
 Yeah
 Go and try ya luck, test me and the gang, we let it ring
 Please don't start us up, got that black and white, that Yin and Yang
 Mr. Officer, please don't search us, we don't got a thing
 Tell her park it up, damn, that ass be poking out them jeans
 I been sparking up, light the fireworks, I keep the flame
 Heard you barking up, this the wrong tree, I got the strains
 Yeah, I'm charging up, they can't keep up, got 'em looking drained
 Now they walking up, tryna put the face to the name
 Pull up and I skrttt and I'm swervin'
 If a nigga try to holler, she gon' curve him
 We came from under rugs like a Persian
 We been stayin' in our lane, ain't no merging
 Wrap a nigga like a motherfucking turban
 Yeah, these niggas all square like lrving
 Yeah, we grew up in the hood, no suburbans
 If I say I need my money, then it's urgent, yeah
 Yeah, they want me to quit
 Yeah, they want to shift
 But as long as I'm alive, we gon' keep on making hits
 While they steady shooting bricks
 Man it's lit, yeah, it's lit
 Me and Bill back to back and yeah, I'm dishing the assist
 Yeah, they talk a lotta shit but we really with this shits
 Lame ass niggas always gon' be reaching for their hip
 Smoke a nigga like a clip, they could never catch me slipping
 Every time your girl around, she be watching the way I'm dripping (dripping)
 Go and try ya luck, test me and the gang, we let it ring
 Please don't start us up, got that black and white, that Yin and Yang
 Mr. Officer, please don't search us, we don't got a thing
 Tell her park it up, damn, that ass be poking out them jeans
 I been sparking up, light the fireworks, I keep the flame
 Heard you barking up, this the wrong tree, I got the strains
 Yeah, I'm charging up, they can't keep up, got 'em looking drained
 Now they walking up, tryna put the face to the name
 I'm in flex mode with the best though (I'm in flex mode)
 That's a major key, that's a chess move (that's a chess move)
 I'm your favorite G, I think it's best you
 Stop with all the grilling, I'm on jet fuel
 Taking off, clear the runway, nah, they cannot clip my wings
 Yeah, they soft, they ain't homie, they ain't even on the scene
 Play it smart, they don't know me, they just knowing what they see
 What it cost to get flee, but this style here ain't free
 This that swag, this that splash
 One wrong move, that's yo' ass
 Do the dash, keep a stash just in case they tryna flash
 Never lack, we don't slack
 Tell the opps run it back
 I don't brag, I'm relaxed
 I'm not into all of that, yeah
 It's really just the fam and my dawgs
 I just gotta make a call
 I ain't into all that chattin', not at all, not at all
 Yeah, I put that on the squad
 We been outchea going hard
 We on deck, please don't make 'em
 Go and try ya luck, test me and the gang, we let it ring
 Please don't start us up, got that black and white, that Yin and Yang
 Mr. Officer, please don't search us, we don't got a thing
 Tell her park it up, damn, that ass be poking out them jeans
 I been sparking up, light the fireworks, I keep the flame
 Heard you barking up, this the wrong tree, I got the strains
 Yeah, I'm charging up, they can't keep up, got 'em looking drained
 Now they walking up, tryna put the face to the name