Texty

Ghetto (Kilo) Shootin' jump shots before I ball, gotta warm up (yup) 1942 shots got her throwin' up (yeah) Rich niggas, bad bitches all around got it goin' up (goin') Six foreigns outside, back-to-back when we stroll up (uh-huh) Your bitch know I'm goin' up (they know), the block know I'm goin' up (they know) My boys know I'm goin' up (they know), my ice, I'ma throw it up (yeah) Rich niggas, bad bitches all around got it goin' up (got) Six foreigns outside, back-to-back when we stroll up (vroom) Six foreigns outside, it's just me and my compadres (yeah) A crew of bad bitches with us, bad as Beyoncé (ah-ha) I got hitters around me and they gon' do whatever I say (facts) Still can call the plug and get whatever off of my face (let's go) We in here shootin' jump shots (yeah) Be quiet 'fore the storm, we finna dumb out (we finna dumb out) It's motion pictures every time we come out (yup) The money similar to water (why?), 'cause it don't run out (it can't) The ice look like Voss, she fuckin' with me nigga, thumbs down (what?) Skrrt off in that TRX, lookin' like a monster truck (wha) We look like the new BMF (yeah), and ain't nobody sponsor us (nope) Got every different presi', boy, Barack, Biden, and Trump (yeah) If you really ballin' (huh, hey), throw some motherfuckin' bands up (go, nigga) Shootin' jump shots before I ball, gotta warm up (yeah) 1942 shots got her throwin' up (ha-ha) Rich niggas, bad bitches all around got it goin' up (goin' up) Six foreigns outside (yeah), back-to-back when we stroll up (yeah) Your bitch know I'm goin' up (boy), the block know I'm goin' up (yeah) My boys know I'm goin' up (nigga), my ice, I'ma throw it up (ghetto) Rich niggas, bad bitches all around got it goin' up Six foreigns outside (yeah), back-to-back when we stroll up (it's goin' up, bitch) Just got a P of Gumbo, finna sit here and roll up (yeah) Just scored a P of Wock', I'm finna pour me a cold cup I gotta meet my quota, I'ma grind for the whole month (38's) And if you thought we would ever fall off, you don't know us (uh-uh) Ain't nothin' you could say about me, I'm doin' my shit (I'm doin' my shit) Got some niggas that don't play 'bout me, don't be in my mix You better come and get your ho, doggy, 'cause she on my dick (for real) You know this shit just like the streets, if she don't move, she get hit (get hit) Left out the bank, a hundred racks, look like I hit me a lick (a hundred racks, yeah) Ain't gotta question me, I'm stomped down, I come from the 6 (6 Mile) Some get it fucked up 'cause I'm humble, I ain't nothin' like them (I ain't nothin' like them) I own all this damn shit (yeah), I don't pay no fuckin' rent (let's get it) That's why Shootin' jump shots before I ball, gotta warm up (boy) 1942 shots got her throwin' up (she throwin' up) Rich niggas, bad bitches all around got it goin' up (goin' up) Six foreigns outside (yeah, yeah), back-to-back when we stroll up (boy) Your bitch know I'm goin' up (bitch), the block know I'm goin' up (let's go) My boys know I'm goin' up (bo), my ice, I'ma throw it up (go) Rich niggas, bad bitches (ay, yeah) all around got it goin' up (goin' up) Six foreigns outside (ha), back-to-back when we stroll up (let's go, nigga) Free Rio, nigga
Writer(s): Christopher Murphy, Phillip Peaks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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