Intro: Gawvi, get 'em verse 1: Andy Mineo I feel like Usain in the cheetah print Talk fresh game, I don't need a mint RIP the game, shh, I need a minute Ok, let's proceed with it I'm in the house, gotta be with it These bozos always sneak dissin' They takin' shots, I'm Hakeem with it Like no, no, this league business Who you really know? I've been movin' under oath Yeah, my connect is way up I don't keep it on the low So tell my fam I'll be ok I sleep right where that reaper play Even if I DOA I wake up and I see glory 'Scuse my French, s'il vous plait Ain't no bench, we don't play. You might catch me on the "A" End the verse like Salt Bae, aye League Hook: Andy Mineo 'Bout to be some havoc like it's Mobb Deep Vrrrm, 'bout to hit the top speed Uh, ayo Gawvi when you drop the beat Make sure you wish 'em God speed