Intro ft. T.E.D.845 Lyrics

Sheesh

Pussy, I ain't on the count, but I'm locked in

If I don't call your mom's, moms, we are not friends

This ratchet like a tennis racket, make a top spin

My niggas holding weight in the crib like a home gym

Thottie he really own my body, cause she know I'm him

Watch me sit this wood on her chin like a violin

Roaches, rats, fiends, and cops, that's our environment

I'm a slime, I wade to the top, that's my prerogative

It's no love, we drawin' blood like a phlebotomist

Don't wear shine, we wristwatch, they know what time it is

It's like I'm famous already, how they be hatin' Teddy

White pills, brown liquor, that gon' keep me deady

And I'ma beat the fuckin' block til I'm good and ready

P.O. like, you gotta have a job, I'm like, I do already

I be smokin' on that Buddha, boolin' with the Udas

Droppin' jewels like Adolph, nigga, this gon' pay off

We gon' get that weight off like the biggest loser

Without a question, we holdin' weapons while euro steppin

Fuck bitches, get money, that's just my profession

The only thing they takin' from me is a fuckin' lesson

These niggas thinkin' they fire just cause they rap aggressive

It's a old bop mixed with a new wave

These new rappers be sweeter than granny Kool-Aid

Feel like March Madness, we been ballin' for two days

This 40 gon' kick and push like Lupe

Steppin' on these groupies, they get dick off the duce

You ain't bringin' shit to the table, I do what you say

I'm about a dollar, don't give a fuck about gossip

That glizzy came with a chopper, you better play with your mama

I need all my ones to have a comma

I need all my runts to be Obama

All my bitches be throwin' fits like toddlers

It's Mr. 845 himself

You rat-ass niggas already know I'm bad for your health

Die-ass bitches know I'm catchin' them mouth then I'm out

I'm tryna fill an account with more than I can count

And you like Ray J, big sister, you just wanna be down

Started sayin' sheesh, the niggas started bitin' my style

Never gon' switch, like the major leagues, how we pitch

You mention my name to a bitch, that just make you a bitch

The only thing I talk about is some bread

So you should probably take my dick out your mouth

And get some money instead, on god

Me and Simms break bread like that shit is a job

I'm big and he rob, and whoever bigger, we rob

The bottom's red, cause I'm steppin' on the competition

I'm from the trench, aka no pot to piss in

Mr. Diarrhea, swear to God, I'm sick of shittin

I try to tell him I'm the truth, I guess they harder listenin

Or harder hearin', I'm shakin', shit like the garden cheerin

I ain't signin' for nothin', less than a quarter million

You see my eyes, I'm even higher than my court appearance

Type of stores I shop in, you can't afford the clearance

I got some gems for your ears, like I bought you earrings

I manifested everything and now it's all appearin

They ain't believe me, now it's funny, look at all them cheerin

Sideline not seein' the time flyin

Bitch, I been connected, I don't know what the wifi is

Pressure defines diamonds, steppin' to my side

People dyin' here, live sirens, we learn to survive by it

My environment is wild, we a product of it

Hide all the illegal shit, cause the cops might runnin

The spot's still bumpin', so that mean the shop's still runnin

All the shit that we been through, trust me, you did not feel nothin

We numb now, they don't like shit, they dumb now

They all drunk and high off drugs now

I still do Nike with the uptowns

No matter how much I got, baby girl, know I grew up on the block

Gotta hustle, bro gotta duffle, he don't want to tussle

Stop complainin', get off your ass if you want a bubble

Shawty Basic, I cracked it, but I don't wanna cuddle

I send her on visit to bro, cause I got a couple

And I ain't seen it all, but I'm still lookin

They're steel with me in my drawers, where I still put it

She said she can't fit it all, but she still took it

Told them I need my shit raw, cause I still cook it

It's that hard white, shots flyin', ball fight

Runts cost 3K a p, close the jaw tight

Had to play my cards right, we ain't have it all

Now you see the way we ball, like it's fuckin' All-Star Night

All net, all promises, not at all threats

Used to runnin' round with the wolves like Kevin Garnett

All set, this fifth here is loaded full of bald heads

All bets placed against me, gon' be all debts

If you don't know me, you better sign in Google

My life a movie, the type of shit that you find on Hulu

I need racks for my son and my daughter

I'm in the hood, droppin' packs in the water

Just like it's ramen noodles

You want the chicken or you want the beef

Upstate, we in the building like we on the lease

Rule one, never shit where you gotta sleep

One call and the coroner gonna need some sheets

Wildin' out with the cannon, I'm bout to send God

New friends, this lead, turn your team into the Red Squad

Tech drawn, y'all don't wanna see no metal spit

I'm on point, touch the paper like pencil tips