Insufficient Funds Lyrics

Aye.. I can't buy what you sellin, uh

You roll out with them felons, uh

Hundred clip Mac elevens, uh

Shit you probably be telling, uh

You ain't never been C's, no

Pockets never been greased, no

You are not from the streets, no

That set don't mean nothing to me, no

Square niggas swarm round the wrong circles

Mouth of full shit you a gerbil

Spending on herbal, cap little niggas all verbal

How your wins low and you a Urkle

Acting all tough, you a Hercule

Baby over shoulders, I'll burp you

The wrong lil niggas might merc you

You say you with what, well fuck it then it's up

Banana in the butt, can peel the lid off a fruit cup

White sheets like the Ku Klux

If you ain't about it, re-route it, or put your dukes up

Insufficient funds, I don't buy it, bitch you a poo butt

I'm from a city where niggas know the who's and what's what

So don't test me, or cross the damn line

My son is only 8 but this Glock 9

Niggas tell tall tales out a alpine

Acting 51-50 but really 69's

Whoa!

All I'm saying is you better come correct, I'm

Just your average nigga from the west side

Fuck with me I'm coming for your neck tie, bet I

Set a nigga straighter than a necktie

Black and blue puffy in the left eye Sharpshooter when I let these hands fly

You be selling bullshit I can't buy

I can't buy what you sellin, uh

You roll out with them felons, uh

Hundred clip Mac elevens, uh

Shit you probably be telling, uh

You ain't never been C's, no

Pockets never been greased, no

You are not from the streets, no

That set don't mean nothing to me, no

I ain't bang not a day in my life

But can pull up on the niggas with the stripes

Shit gets spooky, when the fam is hella tight

And yall look goofy, when you say its on sight

Test ya luck, ill get to swinging just to test ya tuck

That nigga with you is a extra crutch, only stars get struck

World star makes you popular, the stars still up in your orbit tough

It's Jnuff

Everybody thinks there insane

Somethings wrong in your brain

They gang gang gang gang gang

This generations fuckin lame

100 hunnid, all facts, no cap, all caps

No dap, fall back, tough guy, all act

No real, all gats, most raps, all wack

Off track, broke nigga.. big stacks

Tuck ya tail when the realist come around

Its confusing when I give them niggas pound

My dogs quick to put a pussy in the ground

One call enough to knock a nigga down

I ain't jacking what you nerds selling now

Fowl play it isn't welcomed in my town

If you sounding like the wave you a clown

Jump ship and find yourself a new sound

I can't buy what you sellin, uh

You roll out with them felons, uh

Hundred clip Mac elevens, uh

Shit you probably be telling, uh

You ain't never been C's, no

Pockets never been greased, no

You are not from the streets, no

That set don't mean nothing to me, no