Garden Gents: Rhymes and Style

Yeah. The crew, we ain't playing. Cliff on the mic,

the OG steady staying. Back in the cut but I'm holding it down.

Got my brothers beside me, the best in the town. In the garden,

serene, sun shining bright. The suits ain't for show, we bringing the

light. From the ball to the block, we stay sharp and clean.

The freshest quartet you'll ever done see. Yeah. Garden Gents,

styling with grace. No time for the fakes, we setting the pace.

From the straw hat king to the skull cap crew, we drop the