Barrio ft. Cash The Great Lyrics

I'm in the barrio nigga

Click full of doers

We all are some shooters

We all are sicarios nigga

Pull up in pickups

Damn right its a stick up

We hop out like Mario nigga

Run for your life

Got shooters that snipe

Go get you some cardio nigga

Hustlers delight

Who creep thru the night

I'm out in the barrio nigga

Getting my money I'm into the that

You'd think that shit must be burning my pockets the way that I ball and I'm spending that

Flexing is nothing

On money I'm grubbing

I just dropped a boat on my watch so my wrist could be flooded

Cup full of purple

My beverage is muddy

My mind on my money

Ain't after no cuddy 

Im still with the goon shit

While I do stick to the shadows and move like ninja

Atom the bomb a contender

Body the beat and make skeletons out of pretenders

Advise you surrender

For you get put on a steak and I cook you for dinner

Hit you with something from two hundred yards

then tie your ass up like a deer to the fender

Im trying to be civil but y'all niggas little

The proof that you ain't in your right mine

Strapped like gunny

Do not be a dummy

I got it whenever I'm outside

I'm in the barrio nigga

Click full of doers

We all are some shooters

We all are sicarios nigga

Pull up in pickups

Damn right its a stick up

We hop out like Mario nigga

Run for your life

Got shooters that snipe

Go get you some cardio nigga

Hustlers delight

Who creep thru the night

I'm out in the barrio nigga

I am that dude

Pull up in all black forces nigga

This is a jack move

All for the peace but they talking nuttier then some cashews

I told them in nine three when I was two that cash rules

Time to hit them with the finisher

Revolver from juice to finish ya

Every bar that I jot is lit

Little nigga come fuck with my literature

On my dick

She think I got bands for her

Fuck the love that's what the fans for

Can't get this bacon in u s

You got to fly to one of them japan stores

Shit ain't the same

Cousin passed in twenty nineteen

Couldn't cope with the pain

Forward to two years later we lost Travail

Now a nigga is born in the game

On the path that I follow

Had a couple forks in the road but nothing I couldn't contain

Now my time is valued like Dames

Cause when I step I trail blaze

What's the recipe for a appetite that loves destruction

The bar rose to god heights

You do the adjustments

I ain't show up empty handed

I responded with something

That will make the scene really spooky and parch your pumpkin

Play with you pusses like after the prom

Brothers in arm

The guns is armed

Cash the greatest rocking out with my nigga bomb

I'm in the barrio nigga

Click full of doers

We all are some shooters

We all are sicarios nigga

Pull up in pickups

Damn right its a stick up

We hop out like Mario nigga

Run for your life

Got shooters that snipe

Go get you some cardio nigga

Hustlers delight

Who creep thru the night

I'm out in the barrio nigga