Show'em Lyrics

Headed straight up for the top

Give a fuck about an opps

Aye

Fuck around and get popped

I can show you how I rock

You can put me on the spot

I can show you how the glock work

I been Posted on the block

Holla at me if you got work

Holla at me if you need it

I been going off the deep end

Even though these nigga sleepin'

Think Im finna fly the gs in

Cold hearted I'm anemic

Escaped from hell Ima demon

Shawty swear to god she need me

Thats why she drinking all my semen

Aye

I gotta show 'em

Had to the show these haters I can weather any storm

I got ganja I got dollas I got glocks and I got more

Money means more problems but little bitch I

need some more

Yeah

Yeah I need some more

I gotta show 'em

Had to the show these haters I can weather any storm

I got ganja I got dollas I got glocks and I got more

Money means more problems but little bitch I need some more

Yeah

Yeah I need some more

Yeah

Cause I need a mansion

Find out if you fuck around

Lil bitch I'll get yo mans hit

Shawty came through only a Tshirt and some panties

Light skin black chick looking like she spanish

Acting like she know some shit I told her she not Candace

Yeah

laid her down and ate her like some candy

Yeah

Hair did thinkin' that she fancy

I got 99 problems and I got the answers

got her sliding down my pole she acting like a dancer

Yeah

Doing shit you could never imagine yeah

And she like

I gotta show 'em

Had to the show these haters I can weather any storm

I got ganja I got dollas I got glocks and I got more

Money means more problems but little bitch I need some more

Yeah

Yeah I need some more

Yeah

Working hard till I got it

Yeah

Independent making profits

Grinding till a nigga really popping

All this black on me like Im gothic

Yeah

Hot snippets they like drop it

Why these muhfuckas be hating

Tell them fuck niggas to stop it

Yeah

You just run yo mouth

I know yo stupid ass exhausted

Broke my wrist in high school

Had no choice but for me to frost it

Yeah

Young nigga Im bossin'

Paid respects on slausen

Yeah

Still moving with caution

Broke never was an option

Yeah

Know they sick they nauseous

Making Money off of just talking

Hah

And they don't know what that feels like

But all they do is gossip

So now I feel like

I gotta show 'em

Had to the show these haters I can weather any storm

I got ganja I got dollas I got glocks and I got more

Money means more problems but little bitch I need some more

Yeah

Yeah I need some more