CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Cheap

Cook that sh*t up, Quay

We used to play the game on the porch
My momma was trippin, we couldn’t have company
I used to think I would never accomplish it
Still can’t believe the day that I accomplished it
I turned Balenciagas to some trap shoes
I don’t dance I make trap moves
All these hoes on me since I ran it up
Got so many groupies, start a fan club
Got so many choppas, start a gun club
If I’m down bad I might give it up
When we catch yo’ ass, n***a that’s yo’ ass
All my lil boys, we gon’ wet you up
Get a Instagram model to set you up
Get that hoe a dub, she won’t say a word
I was on the curb, took a lot of nerve
Took a lot of pеrcs, now I’m sellin’ birds

I been gettin’ money and staying lowkеy
And I’m never gon’ fall, imma stay on my feet
How the f**k you gon’ cuff her you know she a freak
If I blow up today imma stay in the streets
How the f**k imma quit when these bags so cheap?
Bags so cheap
How the f**k imma quit when these bags so cheap?
Bags so cheap

Hundred racks on me now n***a
All this water on me, you will drown n***a
I was runnin’ round sellin’ pounds n***a
Who the hell is you? I never heard of you
Got some good homies that’ll murder you
They will gun you down for a pair of shoes
I turned a brick to a brick and a half
And that sh*t glass, you do the math

I been gettin’ money and staying lowkey
And I’m never gon’ fall, imma stay on my feet
How the f**k you gon’ cuff her you know she a freak
If I blow up today imma stay in the streets
How the f**k imma quit when these bags so cheap?
Bags so cheap
How the f**k imma quit when these bags so cheap?
Bags so cheap