Built For This ft. Shawt Jay & Rachii2Real Lyrics

I'm built for this, I'm a hustler, I'm a big dog, you a customer

You can go, I'm crushing ya, I'm buzzing, you don't fuck with us

I'm built for this, I'm a hustler, I'm a big dog, you a customer

You can go, I'm crushing ya, I'm buzzing, you don't fuck with us

I got packs like the fucking plug

Oh yeah, I'm the fucking plug

Sell a freak hoe out to me, and you still can't fuck with us

Fuck a charge, we living large

Two felling is going hard

Dope gang like hitting the broad

Ask Rochelle, Pacquiao, that's great niggas we don't play

Cuss a lot of motherfucking they names we don't say

My favorite letters is AK

Blap, blap, and that's that

I'm a great dang, wearing all black

You work all week just to move a quack

You break whole back

Shout out to that boy Tankhead

I been Riverdale, not Bankhead

Some of the real shit I ain't said

I slaughter beats, they brain dead

Pull the cord up, let it die

Money boy still getting high

You can't see me with four eyes on the last drag, and I blow fire

Built for this, I'm a hustler, I'm a big dog, you a customer

You can go, I'm crushing ya, I'm buzzing, you don't fuck with us

I'm built for this, I'm a hustler, I'm a big dog, you a customer

You can go, I'm crushing ya, I'm buzzing, you don't fuck with us

I'm built for hustle

I move weight, keep a hot bitch on a cool date

Chop you up, make a fool of a plate

We at the yard, got full case

House murder beat, I'ma close the case

That's some real shit I just had to say

My flow's for stale face

In the booth, leave shell case

Fuck that, I'm a running boy

Sleep with a couple hundred, boy

What you doing

I done done it, boy

Push the block, I'll run it, boy

We keep shit, don't point it, boy

Keep a couple bands, no drumming, boy

Say you on top, we coming, boy

Don't fuck with dogs, I'm a hunter, boy

So it's best you fall back like I pushed your anina

Or push your head back like them bullets, mush, yeah

My pockets thick, sit down, I might smush you

Keep watching while I cheap and blow this cushion

It's just me and Hoss spitting hot bars

Beat wheels on hot cars

Real nigga, we're not stars

I hotbox cars, no hotbox cars

Money boys, who we be

Bitch

I'm built for this

I'm a hustler

I'm a big dog

Your customer

You can go, I'm crushing you

I'm advising you, don't fuck with us

I'm built for this

I'm a hustler

I'm a big dog

Your customer

You can go, I'm crushing you

I'm advising you, don't fuck with us

Man, I'm built for this like a weight plan

Go holler at the weight, man

I'm gaining weight, man

Got a couple pounds on my face, man

Should've never gave me a taste, man

Now it's a wrap

Because once you start getting cake, man, you're forever

Get fat

Always been on my grind

Do my thing with that pine

If you got some shit on your mind

I get the pump in that iron

Gotta show me respect

I'm just a young ass vet

I crank that middleman and make more than a fucking connect