Ayy… Slim Greg. Round Paul. Same household, different energy… meow. [Verse 1] Greg tall-slim vibe, move like a shadow, Slender little boss, slick like cologne in a bottle. He judge you off rip with the squint and the pause, Like “why you walkin like that” yeah he got laws. He don’t chase chaos, he supervise it, Sit there quiet but the whole room feel it. Bowl half full? He stare like a court date, You gon’ fix it real quick, you ain’t gon’ debate. [Pre-Chorus] He posted by the window like he own that view, Paws tucked tight, face like “what you gon’ do?” Then Paul roll up round like a little moon, Anxious but adorable, she enter the room. [Chorus] Gangster Greg, slim Greg, Judgey OG put the house on check. Round Paul, sweet Paul, Big ol’ baby with the nervous crawl. They don’t beg, nah, they collect, Greg with the glare, Paul with the careful step. If Greg say “now,” then it’s now, no stress— Paul like “I’m comin… just gimme a sec.” [Verse 2] Paul so round, she waddle with grace, Lil chubby cheeks and a worried face. Every sound make her freeze like “what was that,” Then she sprint to safety like a cartoon cat. But Greg stay slender, posture like a don, Walk past the mess like “why is this on.” He the type to judge your snack choices too, Like “you eatin that…? couldn’t be me, boo.” [Pre-Chorus] Greg in the front like “everybody behave,” Paul in the back like “I’m tryin to be brave.” But when Greg step near, she breathe a little slower, Like “okay… my brother got me… it’s over.” [Chorus] Gangster Greg, slim Greg, Judgey OG put the house on check. Round Paul, sweet Paul, Big ol’ baby with the nervous crawl. They don’t beg, nah, they collect, Greg with the glare, Paul with the careful step. If Greg say “now,” then it’s now, no stress— Paul like “I’m comin… just gimme a sec.” [Bridge] Slim Greg guardin, round Paul hidin, Same love, two vibes, perfect timing. Greg act tough but he peep her fear, So he post up close like “you safe right here.” Paul get brave when the lights real low, Greg still judgey like “cool… let’s go.” [Final Chorus] Gangster Greg, slim Greg, Judgey OG put the house on check. Round Paul, sweet Paul, Anxious queen but she still stand tall. They don’t beg, nah, they collect, Whole crib blessed, yeah they both protected. If Greg say “now,” then it’s now, no stress— Paul like “deep breath”… Greg like “bet.”