Date 2021-01-24
Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music
Peewee Longway & Cassius Jay Forever
PeeWee Longway and Cassius Jay have proven to be an exceptional pairing. The two rappers have collaborated on numerous occasions but the success of their collab project, Longway Sinatra was different. The 2016 project proved that their a dominant force when together on wax so it only made sense that they came through with a sequel. Longway Sinatra 2 dropped on Friday and it didn’t disappoint.
Stacked with 17 tracks, Longway Sinatra 2 boasts some familiar names such as Lil Baby, Blac Youngsta and more. Cassius Jay and PeeWee did slide through with a new collaboration alongside Tee Grizzley and Lil Yachty, titled, “Forever.” Truthfully, Cassius is absent from the track but Grizzley, Yachty, and PeeWee prove to be a solid combination on wax.
Peewee Longway & Cassius Jay – Forever (ft. Tee Grizzley & Lil Yachty) (prod. SayZay & Cassius Jay)
[Intro]
(Say, Zay)
(This one need Cass on it, yeah)
(That boy Cassius)
[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
How many times you make a million? Like four
Went double platinum, I did it with Boat
Not with the rap, would’ve did it with coke
I fuck with your bitch, she the shit with her throat
Why your money in your hand?
I got on Amiris, this shit ain’t gon’ fit in there
Her pussy good, I ain’t heard it, I been in there
Saltwater pool, a dolphin could swim in there
Took the knife out my back, put that bitch in they neck
These niggas roaches, I don’t watch my step
Had to say fuck everything but that check
Street nigga swag, I don’t make it to the Met, hold up
On my feet, them C-words
On my key, that B-word
On my hip, that G-word
These lil’ niggas that P-word, uh
Niggas say so much about me, uh
Bet they watch they mouth around me, uh
You know I don’t call off bounties
If it’s up, nigga, you get his body, hold up
I used to be at the bottom, uh
I used to rock Aeropostale
Now I’m on the jet with a three in a personal bottle
Don’t talk, bitch, swallow, uh
Hold up
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Believe in the G forever
Rockin’ the C’s forever
Droppin’ the top no matter the weather
F&N feel like a feather
Fuckin’ a ten on the Maybach leather
She lickin’ the kid like a letter
She fuck me like she got vendetta
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Paint the whip brown like I’m ridin’ in feces
Where you at? Hounds like I’m up in DC
Chop make ’em kneel like Shareef
These niggas soft like a leaf
I just got home, hit the elevator
Takin’ me up just like Keef
Fifty-eight racks that boy spent on his teeth
He don’t even wear ’em, he don’t even give a fuck
He movin’ real slow ’cause his semi tucked
Prepare, ’cause he not gon’ give it up
He be scared, but he still gon’ let it bust
Holdin’ his ground ’til the dawn or dusk
Uh, ooh
Gotta respect that boy ’cause he gettin’ it
Told her hold her legs back when I’m lickin’ it
Like to grab on her neck when I’m hittin’ it, beep
[Chorus: Lil Yachty & Peewee Longway]
Believe in the G forever
Rockin’ the C’s forever
Droppin’ the top no matter the weather (Longway Longway, bitch)
F&N feel like a feather (Bah-bah, bitch)
Fuckin’ a ten on the Maybach leather
She lickin’ the kid like a letter (Yeah)
She fuck me like she got vendetta
[Verse 3: Peewee Longway]
She suck on the dick while I grip the Beretta (Eat it up)
They eat up the bricks like they eat up the edible
Brand new four-fifth, just went federal (Baow)
Neighborhood Crippin’, I’m CC forever (Neighborhood)
I put on DG and CC and drip at Coachella (CC)
I’m meetin’ with Gucci, now what’s the vendetta? (What’s the vendetta?)
Bentayga Bentley, the big one, the Mulliner
VLONE, Forgi mount up on the Cullinan (Hah)
Max on the Draco, stick start stutterin’ (Glaow)
Yachty my left wrist, Richard my other one (Yachty)
I’m grizzly like Tee Grizzley, eat like a buzzard (Hrr)
Bathing Ape, come through and spin with the cutter (Baow)
Glaow, keep it G (Glaow)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, stamped with the B (Stamped)
Christian Dior, got it stamped on a brick
Four pockets full, walk around like a lick
Longway, bitch
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Believe in the G forever
Rockin’ the C’s forever
Droppin’ the top no matter the weather
F&N feel like a feather
Fuckin’ a ten on the Maybach leather
She lickin’ the kid like a letter
She fuck me like she got vendetta