Tampa Niggas ft. LaTheGoat & Tom. G Lyrics

Like, I really gotta let em know like

I'm one of one like

The youngest to ever do it

The greatest to ever do it

And I got the biggest OG to do it

You hear me

LA, Tom what we on?

We just some Tampa niggas

Who was posted on the block with gang

Now i got my money up, they love me, i might cop a chain

They say money show them colors

Better watch out for your partner change

1500, that ain't nothin' on my father

Bitch, that's pocket change

Uh, niggas broke, go get that paper right

I made five bands overnight, say fuck it zoe, let's take a flight

I'm out M.I.A., bitch, bad as shit, but this hoe ain't my wife

300 on this steak, come chill with me, bae, I can change your life

Yeah, no I ain't nothin' like your last nigga

I can't focus on no bitch, I'm tryna get my bag bigger

She say she can't fuck with him unless that boy a cash spender

Tricking on them bitches, lost that bag, that boy a sad nigga

Uh, I swear niggas go out weak for bitches

Niggas say it's love but really hate, I swear I peep the tension

Gotta put this shit all in they face, make sure them people listen

On the road to riches, this the race and you can see me winning

We just some Tampa niggas

Who was posted on the block with gang

Now I got my money up, they love me, I might cop a chain

They say money show them colors

Better watch out for your partner change

1500, that ain't nothin' on my father

Bitch, that's pocket change

Yea, Tell them lil' niggas that it's pocket change

Switch up your lane and watch how fast your pockets change

I ain't worried bout them lil' niggas cause they ain't stop a thang

And if you came up with me in the dirt, you see how far I came

Been squatting, cut a profile low on all my time

Niggas say that I got robbed, well y'all ain't say that that nigga died

I be feeling like I'm 4PF if I'm all in bout mine

I need a big watch on my lil' wrist to show these niggas it's time

I'm out of Tampa, niggas know that it be pressure

Every time I speak, I'm in LV once a week

I put LV on my piece

I got bar number 9, every flavor, I don't really like to do creed

Go ask Aneel nigga, gave him 15,000 just for my piece

Ha!, I am more tempered than the Florida sentinel

Where junkies is superhuman, they poppin' and snortin' fentanyl

Hoes fuckin' expeditiously, long as you rockin' the presidential

58th Street, my residential

Where the young niggas whip out wads of guap at Target Ops

Niggas will kick you out the trap for tryna bargain shop

Variety, I'm talking 4-inch dome scats in the parking lot

And money is the only thing we argue about

Tampa, nigga, dope boys, scammers, and gamblers, nigga

They rockin' shiestys like, fuck your ring camera, nigga

Advice they be in them unmarked, don't let them bam ya, nigga

The streets back hungry and you a Cuban sandwich, nigga

Tampa, nigga, where I took L's and had some wins

While we fade or shoot it out if they get up under your skin

Streets taught us ain't no crying, just take that shit to the chin

Text the plug, I sold out soon as he sent it in

I'm a Tampa nigga