HAVIN SHIT ft. Rippa DeLaHoya Lyrics

Rippa on the beat bitch

Wo, wo, wo

Let me hear it

Grindin' til' I R.I.P

I just want the Rollie on my wrist, yeah

Pull up in a foreign, get 'em pissed, yeah

Shit on those that said that I ain't shit

Yeah, yeah, uh

You know I be lit, yeah

Go to places that I never been, yeah

Blow a bag & buy a couple cribs, yeah

You know I ain't used to havin' shit

Let's get it, uh

I just want a foreign

Heard if it ain't foreign, then it's borin

Pull up in a 911 Porsche

I just wanna stay lit like a torch

I just wanna' ball, all this shit I never had

Wanna' be Big Meech with a bag

Wanna' blow thru money fast

Want a VVS Patel

Wanna' buy a bitch a bag

Fashion Nova, up her class

And buy a crib to make 'em mad

Wanna' shit on all my ex's

'Cause they say I won't be shit

Gotta' get up off my ass

Gotta' grind until' I'm rich

Wanna' fly out to Dubai

Count this money on up I'm slick

Bitch you know I'm from the hood

I ain't used to havin' shit that's why I'm

Grindin', grindin'

Grindin' til' I R.I.P

I just want the Rollie on my wrist, yeah

Pull up in a foreign, get 'em pissed, yeah

Shit on those that said that I ain't shit

Yeah, yeah, uh

You know I be lit, yeah

Go to places that I never been, yeah

Blow a bag & buy a couple cribs, yeah

You know I ain't used to havin' shit

Let's get it, uh

Wo-wo,

What they sayin? Kidd up next

Shoot my shot, make the net

I don't even break a sweat

I said fuck it, I'm a rap

Til' a nigga make a check

I done made a couple rizzy's

With no jobs or no jwet's on my end

I just wanna' ride

Gettin' chopped in my Benz

She wanna' fuck me

First you drop the top on my friends

Smile a lot

But I am really not with the games

Me & yo' man cut from different cloths

Not the same

I just want the gold & the diamonds

Half a million dollar homes

So astoundin

Droppin' VV's, yeah I had to

I had to flip a little

Now I'm seein' what the bag do

That's why a nigga

Grindin' til' I R.I.P

I just want the Rollie on my wrist, yeah

Pull up in a foreign, get 'em pissed, yeah

Shit on those that said that I ain't shit

Yeah, yeah, uh

You know I be lit, yeah

Go to places that I never been, yeah

Blow a bag & buy a couple cribs, yeah

You know I ain't used to havin' shit

Let's get it, uh

It's Rippa on the beat bitch