Lyrics

[Verse]
King and Sean, the gens were their grind,
Tools in the toolbox, but nothing aligned.
Faking the fix, busy time was their game,
Takin' breaks like clockwork, no shame in their claim.

[Chorus]
Yo, King and Sean, what’s that you do?
Generators busted but you actin’ brand new.
Causin' a ruckus, like peas in a stew,
Laughin' all the way, it's a mechanic's view.

[Verse 2]
Sean in the corner, lightin’ up green,
Eyes glazed over, living in a dream.
King stomped out, said, “I’ve had enough!”
Quit on the spot, job was too tough.

[Chorus]
Yo, King and Sean, what’s that you do?
Generators busted but you actin’ brand new.
Causin' a ruckus, like peas in a stew,
Laughin' all the way, it's a mechanic's view.

[Verse 3]
Boss came down, caught Sean on the chill,
“Pack up your tools, you’re off the drill.”
King already gone, didn’t want the strife,
Sean just noddin’, high on his life.

[Bridge]
Took the paychecks, flipped 'em like cards,
King went home, Sean to boulevards.
YNs by trade, but their hustle was a fraud,
Livin’ large, nobody played it as hard.