Sham! Lyrics

I might pistol whip that hoe

Fuck what you got on

Money be coming in easy though

The money be what I got on

This ain't no Vetements

This ain't no vetements this be my leather man

Really be out in the field but bitch

I ain't no middle man

I hit a walking lick then I made him do the running man

He got some pumped up friends but

He ain't got pumped up kicks

Look at me bitch im gone

I had to set it in motion

Brrr

If you step up better come up correct

I gotta big gun on me and it's not for defense

Shit get you cold

Shit get you dead

Shit get you hit

Yea na

No I ain't got time for the run around

Been up in the game I don't run a mile

Don't really know why they running they mouth

If my name was dick would it be in they mouth

Choppa AP and it bust you down

You smoke runts I smoke by the pound

If they bitch a dog take her back to the pound

You gon be fine you do better no help

I miss the bro gotta call him up

He at the red and we capped him

I pulled up on him with a magnum

My brotha with me got a Mac ten

That boy like a twig and we snapped him

Now we talk about him in the past tense

Imma blackout my whip like Batman

Pull-up on him I got the gadgets

That boy went MIA but nobody know him

Band for band somebody broke him

Choppa on me it sing

Choppa on me shoot 3 like Jonas

Run up on me and you dead wrong

What's in my cup that's red

I gotta whole lotta

I gotta whole lotta things to be said

Yea

The boy passed out like some sediment

What's in my cup that's venomous

Yeah they see me as the villain man

That's when shit hit the ceiling fan

I swear it all it ain't my fault

She tell me slow down

She don't like the way I be driving now

I turn the music real loud

I made this song for when you feeling down

I'm in the GLE

revenge on my sleeve pentagram on my feet

Bitch you fuckin with a veteran

You can't find nobody better than

And you better know who you be messin with

Yeah they call me the reaper i settle it

Yeah

Respectfully fuck you

I might pistol whip that hoe

Fuck what you got on

Money be coming in easy though

The money be what I got on

This ain't no Vetements

This ain't no vetements this be my leather man

Really be out in the field but bitch

I ain't no middle man

I hit a walking lick then I made him do the running man

He got some pumped up friends but

He ain't got pumped up kicks

Look at me bitch im gone

I had to set it in motion

Brrr