Where you at ? ft. Meech Hunndo Lyrics

I'm a drank addict, expensive, rich habits I spent eleven on a script but I ain't trippin

Cause I had it Cuz did the plain Jane I let my niggas bust

The patek I know bitches goin' for real cause I was fuckin

With no mattress A thousand blues in, it's hot, block jumpin

Switches on FN's , in mini van's they pull up dumpin

I can get the bag gone for real if you just try me

Hot nigga, I was sellin' more Whitney than Bobby

I can make it flip for real, got more P's than Taraji

Got a bando on the mile and it's slap harder than quali

I can put you on the floor, you up the price, I play it slimy

Sellin' hard rocks, I think I damn near ,caught a body

Old bitches, caught up, stuck in they old ways

New opps, more rounds, so we bought hella K's

Take a trip to LA just to help to brush the pain away

I done took so many hits, I know to never send my low yo way

My nigga was runnin' that bitch, hold on, hold on

Semi-automatic, I rattatat it This Blicka City girl, when they pop out

They get ratchet This T-Shirt life, bitch, my brother let me

Had it If you know what it mean, bitch, you know that

We the captains Talk down on one of these, take a Nigga captive

He thought he was turned till he's 40, turn him to A captain

Bro say he a whip a, nigga nose, he don't need a napkin

Hit him broad day, niggas askin', what the fuck Happened

Ayy, nigga write it down, threaten one of mines

And I promise it's a walk down Niggas never tried To build you up, they'd

Rather talk now Niggas ain't makin' no money, so I Don't be

Around Your bitch, she goin', every time the G's

Around She on her knees, whole gang finna huddle

Round And that shit sold every time them P's around

Made a 50 when you niggas tried to leave me out

Mali say he bustin' shit when them keys around Shit, I'm tryna, yeah, yeah, need a mill ticket

That's it, that's it