Thiz Aint Wut'Chu Want ft. Cuiet Storm & Treal City Lyrics

Money stacked to the ceiling with guns in the house

And Negus you're a bitch go in the closet get a blouse

With industrial fans I'll air Negus out and you owe cabbage

Negus sour Crout

Big shoes on a bm I own not a gm my paint is vitamin d and

Yours look skim

Big house and big watch I'm always on the block and I'm always

On my feet like an old pair of socks

I'm always on a mission next to God's Kitchen

My bitch is Grand Haven you can find a Negus swimming

In some pussy or some money got damn it I'm hungry

You can find me on Charles Street vodka and black bunny

And Chinese Shelly I'm cold with a Pelle

Fifty cent pay phone landline fuck a celli

Hop in a old school and fucker you stank

Reality gave me a check I'm cashing Chase Bank

Fifty deep a hundred models make it rain on all the models

If they choosing let them follow we going to get that ass free

Boy this ain't what the fuck you won't why you mean mugging

Better listen to your cousin before you get that ass beat

This ain't what you won't nawl this aint what you won't nawl

This ain't what you won't nawl this ain't what you won't nawl

Th th this ain't what you won't nawl this ain't what you won't

Nawl this ain't what you won't nawl this aint what you won't

Hundred traps hundred racks hundred empty swisher packs

Hundred soldiers hundred macks better watch what you speak

Black Bilderberg will snatch your ass off the street

Better listen to your cousin before you get your ass beat

Now I get on off the internet a street Negus but you never thought

I could get into that

My new car I never thought I could get into that my new broad

I never thought I could get into that

What the fuck then got into cats we getting stacks you midget macks

Mini balls like a tennis rack respect the grind I put into rap

Get advanced got to give back just like when you in the trap

We got the price that the Cubans got direct connect enterprise

I don't get it through to cats

From Flaka to Rocko the hottest songs in the galaxy

Slime Money leave a tab as long as long as your salary

My past will leave a stain in your brain history

Oops my bag I left a stain on your bitch memory

Clap the ratchet and leave a stain of your memory

You swagger jackers is some lames you a mini me

Fifty deep a hundred models make it rain on all the models

If they choosing let them follow we going to get that ass free

Boy this ain't what the fuck you won't why you mean mugging

Better listen to your cousin before you get that ass beat

This ain't what you won't nawl this aint what you won't nawl

This ain't what you won't nawl this ain't what you won't nawl

Th th this ain't what you won't nawl this ain't what you won't

Nawl this ain't what you won't nawl this aint what you won't

Hundred traps hundred racks hundred empty swisher packs

Hundred soldiers hundred macks better watch what you speak

Black Bilderberg will snatch your ass off the street

Better listen to your cousin before you get your ass beat

I get excited can't fight it got to the point hide it

Showed in my style of clothes and every whip if I drive it

The diamonds that I chose the weed that I smoke

My bad yellow bone and every brick I then sold

My Hheat Magazine two hundred round drums

Us project Negus known to clown where I'm from

Most Negus talk that money shit ain't really seen none

I had band aids from counting all this money on my thumb

If you thinking you the shit then I guess I'm the runs

I stay space shuttle high I look down on the sun

Can't face reality check or quiet storm when it come

Then stop asking for problems if you don't won't none

Fifty deep a hundred models make it rain on all the models

If they choosing let them follow we going to get that ass free

Boy this ain't what the fuck you won't why you mean mugging

Better listen to your cousin before you get that ass beat

This ain't what you won't nawl this aint what you won't nawl

This ain't what you won't nawl this ain't what you won't nawl

Th th this ain't what you won't nawl this ain't what you won't

Nawl this ain't what you won't nawl this aint what you won't

Hundred traps hundred racks hundred empty swisher packs

Hundred soldiers hundred macks better watch what you speak

Black Bilderberg will snatch your ass off the street

Better listen to your cousin before you get your ass beat