CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : NEIGHBORHOOD SUPPLIER
(FreshDuzIt)
Yeah, yeah
Tell the ho I'm too raw
Brodie got tight 'cause a n***a like me pipe his stepsister
N***a get the f**k off
You cannot walk in my section 'cause I am a big stepper
Never ran by a boss
I never had a job, I don't know how to use Swiffers
And I don't say miss, and I got them blicks for gorillas (For Gorillas)
B*t*h, I put the B in beast mode, and without it I'd still be in east mode
You can catch me all over the east coast
F**king 'round, having b*t*hes on me, ho
Mixing up the Quavo, no Migos
No disrespect to the Migos
Got Chanel-y, I know you can see, ho
Got them foreign b*t*hes, they illegal
Had to jugg all through the hood
You ain't f**king with me, understood b*t*h?
I been staying the racks as I should, b*t*h
Whipping up like I'm Pablo, no Hoodrich
I'ma treat her like a dog, I don't bullsh*t
Been here before, I does this
I got them ounces, whatever you wanted, n***a, hundred pounds of the good sh*t
Neighborhood supplier, uh, Michael Myers
Smoke, you get hired
And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire
B*t*h, I'm a boss, I let you have it
I'ma f**k up your lungs, I cause damage (4X)
They wanna come back like they drug addicts
Neighborhood supplier, uh, Michael Myers
Smoke, you get hired
And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire
B*t*h, I'm a boss, I let you have it
I'ma f**k up your lungs, I cause damage
They wanna come back like they drug addicts
B*t*h, I'm a boss, I get you off
I get to lettin' that glizzy off
Put cake on his head if he p*ss me off
Ayy, I'm really tryna get rid of y'all (Okay)
I'm the party, they know I set it off
I really live what I be telling y'all
Can't nobody do it better, dawg
Walk in arenas, I ain't playin' basketball
I think I'm Michael Myers, somebody dying (Bah-bah-bah)
Bullets flying, talk out his top, take off his mind
Bust the face, can't tell the time
Bust in her face, tell her she mine
Bro bust the K, won't drop a dime
I went and bought more fire when I signed
But I brought 'em back to the hood
Yeah, you know I'm still in the hood, b*t*h
That one-way 'bout gunplay, or you can come get you some good sh*t
We gangbang, I'm 9 Trey but my n***a big Crip
Stick talk, them sh*ts speak
I send a blitz and get a n***a whip flipped
Neighborhood supplier, uh, Michael Myers
Smoke, you get hired
And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire
B*t*h, I'm a boss, I let you have it
I'ma f**k up your lungs, I cause damage
They wanna come back like they drug addicts
Yeah, yeah
Tell the ho I'm too raw
Brodie got tight 'cause a n***a like me pipe his stepsister
N***a get the f**k off
You cannot walk in my section 'cause I am a big stepper
Never ran by a boss
I never had a job, I don't know how to use Swiffers
And I don't say miss, and I got them blicks for gorillas (For Gorillas)
B*t*h, I put the B in beast mode, and without it I'd still be in east mode
You can catch me all over the east coast
F**king 'round, having b*t*hes on me, ho
Mixing up the Quavo, no Migos
No disrespect to the Migos
Got Chanel-y, I know you can see, ho
Got them foreign b*t*hes, they illegal
Had to jugg all through the hood
You ain't f**king with me, understood b*t*h?
I been staying the racks as I should, b*t*h
Whipping up like I'm Pablo, no Hoodrich
I'ma treat her like a dog, I don't bullsh*t
Been here before, I does this
I got them ounces, whatever you wanted, n***a, hundred pounds of the good sh*t
Neighborhood supplier, uh, Michael Myers
Smoke, you get hired
And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire
B*t*h, I'm a boss, I let you have it
I'ma f**k up your lungs, I cause damage (4X)
They wanna come back like they drug addicts
Neighborhood supplier, uh, Michael Myers
Smoke, you get hired
And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire
B*t*h, I'm a boss, I let you have it
I'ma f**k up your lungs, I cause damage
They wanna come back like they drug addicts
B*t*h, I'm a boss, I get you off
I get to lettin' that glizzy off
Put cake on his head if he p*ss me off
Ayy, I'm really tryna get rid of y'all (Okay)
I'm the party, they know I set it off
I really live what I be telling y'all
Can't nobody do it better, dawg
Walk in arenas, I ain't playin' basketball
I think I'm Michael Myers, somebody dying (Bah-bah-bah)
Bullets flying, talk out his top, take off his mind
Bust the face, can't tell the time
Bust in her face, tell her she mine
Bro bust the K, won't drop a dime
I went and bought more fire when I signed
But I brought 'em back to the hood
Yeah, you know I'm still in the hood, b*t*h
That one-way 'bout gunplay, or you can come get you some good sh*t
We gangbang, I'm 9 Trey but my n***a big Crip
Stick talk, them sh*ts speak
I send a blitz and get a n***a whip flipped
Neighborhood supplier, uh, Michael Myers
Smoke, you get hired
And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire
B*t*h, I'm a boss, I let you have it
I'ma f**k up your lungs, I cause damage
They wanna come back like they drug addicts
