
Profit Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
(Yeah, yeah, go, yeah)
I-I-I-I ran up these bands yeah
So there's no need
For no wallet (yea, go)
There's no need for no wallet
Niggas just mad I'm juggin' (yea, go)
Yea 4 the profit (Yea 4 the profit)
Can't just ride my tail 'cause
All my Brodie's gon' call it (huh, yeah)
Check came in the mail
Got new APs
Cause I just bought it (yeah)
Pussy nigga talkin' shit
He end up inna coffin (yeah)
Niggas don't wanna tap in
You be floppin'
Woah
Needa get on yo shit bro
Nigga talk down
But we already know
It's 'cause he got that
Blick tho (go)
Codiene got my drink on fizz
It's reacting like some mentos
(Like some mentos)
Brodie wanna stunt them guns
But they rental (woah)
And you can't fuck with no
Fine dine they be mental
Nigga he fuck with the gang
And we leave that pussy
Crippled (go)
I-I-I-I ran up these bands yeah
So there's no need
For no wallet (yea, go)
(There's no need for no wallet)
Niggas just mad I'm juggin' (yea, go)
Yea 4 the profit (Yea 4 the profit)
Can't just ride my tail 'cause
All my Brodie's gon' call it (huh, yeah)
Check came in the mail
Got new APs
Cause I just bought it (yeah)
Pussy nigga talkin' shit
He end up inna coffin
(Yeah)
Go, I am the GOAT
I back it up (I back it up)
I got the Tris
Inna double cup
Vvs diamonds
They up and it's stuck (yeah)
Feeling real sick 'cause
I'm sippin on mud (sippin on mud)
He got the mix
Throw it inna runtz
Smokin all day
I just ran through so much
Me and my hoe
Go through seven blunts
We don't got time
For y'all fucking cunts
Imma run up a mil
Inna few months
She just wanna
Eat my dick up
For some lunch
Speakin yo mind (yea, go)
Pussy we can punch
Make all this guap
Come up inna bunch
I don't got comp
Niggas be my sons
(Kenny I Hate U, So Much)
Go, they my sons yeah
We top two but you ain't fucking
One yeah
Steady dissin on my gang
But you ain't won yeah
Smokin packs
And I just hit up the plug
For fun yeah
Hit 'em up hit 'em up
I don't give a fuck
Cause I'm on go yeah
Lil hoe she just want a piece of me
Cause I put on a show yeah
Me and bro just trappin
Out the backdoor yeah
You cannot get in the gang
You don't know the code yeah
Cause I cannot trust any niggas
But my bros yeah
Just need one yeah
Fuck suffocating hoes yeah
Can't fuck with no pretty hoe
Steppin on toes yeah
I cannot fuck wit the bitch
Cause the bitch wanna
Pour up the 4s yeah
Yeah she just wanna be so tipsy
Stupid ass hoe
Just out her body
Come and choose your choppa
You wanna Drak or a Tommy
(Drak or a Tommy, go)
Y'all can't hate up on me
Cause I got cake all around me
(It's all around me, yeah)
All of these diamonds on me
That's how the bitches
Just spot me (go)
I-I-I-I ran up these bands yeah
So there's no need
For no wallet (yea, go)
There's no need for no wallet
Niggas just mad I'm juggin' (yea, go)
Yea 4 the profit (Yea 4 the profit)
Can't just ride my tail 'cause
All my Brodie's gon' call it (huh, yeah)
Check came in the mail
Got new APs
Cause I just bought it (yeah)
Pussy nigga talkin' shit
He end up inna coffin
(Yeah)