CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Jaah SLT
J-A-A-H-S-L-T
I killed that sh*t, huh
Ya dig?
I'm that n***a, but we been know
I don't give a sh*t, I'll run off with your hoe
She want my addy, I live in the 4
I got fourteen carats, them sh*ts gold
If I get stuck, I ain't gon' fold
He a little b*t*h, I can see it through his soul
Hold up, ooh, I'm finna f**k this sh*t up
You ain't gotta like me, at least you just listen
And I make good bread just off your streaming
I don't want no feature 'cause that sh*t be a**
And I got 12 shots and I might just spazz
I ain't in the streets, but I'll still pull your flag
He finna cry in the car, n***a goin' out sad
Finna spark this up, man this sh*t stink
I ain't [?] hoes up, me and Marv hate skanks
Uh, ooh, I'm that n***a
Stay on the south with the goddamn gorillas
Pull up real quick with my goddamn jits
I was chillin' with boof, we be smokin' big sh*t
They like how? and they say, no way
I be gettin' all this hate, man don't it feel great
I ain't had no job, I was kicked out of school
But I got on my sh*t now, everything cool
I'll make moves, but I still don't dance
Hoes missing out, real salty like lambs
I don't wanna cuff 'cause I never had the chance
She don't want me just the money in my pants
Yeah I been a odd man, but I've been the best man
I can't be you 'cause I ain't no yes man
All my n***as shoot at sh*t like Taliban
And we got dope, comin' straight from Columbians, yeah
Woah, let me relax
I don't wanna link b*t*h, please don't even asked
Pull up for a gram? let me think, nah
Yeah, you thought, pu**y a** n***a get lost
I killed that sh*t, huh
Ya dig?
I'm that n***a, but we been know
I don't give a sh*t, I'll run off with your hoe
She want my addy, I live in the 4
I got fourteen carats, them sh*ts gold
If I get stuck, I ain't gon' fold
He a little b*t*h, I can see it through his soul
Hold up, ooh, I'm finna f**k this sh*t up
You ain't gotta like me, at least you just listen
And I make good bread just off your streaming
I don't want no feature 'cause that sh*t be a**
And I got 12 shots and I might just spazz
I ain't in the streets, but I'll still pull your flag
He finna cry in the car, n***a goin' out sad
Finna spark this up, man this sh*t stink
I ain't [?] hoes up, me and Marv hate skanks
Uh, ooh, I'm that n***a
Stay on the south with the goddamn gorillas
Pull up real quick with my goddamn jits
I was chillin' with boof, we be smokin' big sh*t
They like how? and they say, no way
I be gettin' all this hate, man don't it feel great
I ain't had no job, I was kicked out of school
But I got on my sh*t now, everything cool
I'll make moves, but I still don't dance
Hoes missing out, real salty like lambs
I don't wanna cuff 'cause I never had the chance
She don't want me just the money in my pants
Yeah I been a odd man, but I've been the best man
I can't be you 'cause I ain't no yes man
All my n***as shoot at sh*t like Taliban
And we got dope, comin' straight from Columbians, yeah
Woah, let me relax
I don't wanna link b*t*h, please don't even asked
Pull up for a gram? let me think, nah
Yeah, you thought, pu**y a** n***a get lost
