Too Solid Lyrics

Uhh huh

Swear I'm too solid

Swear I'm too solid

I made this shit by the way

It's Cay nigga, (Uhh huh yeah)

Won't never fold bitch I swear I'm too solid

She giving me brain she got very good knowledge

Ma I'm focused on rap, give a fuck bout no college

Nigga coming through trim and I don't need no stylist

You gone do what to who tell that lil nigga stop it

Been humble too long, now it's time to pop it

Nard I'm with you forever, I got it, you got it

Got a bitch from the tropics, caressing my body she wilding

Watch me run up this shit like a running back

Up at Shorter a nigga was running track (uhh huh)

Fuck a relay and fuck all them running laps (no cap)

Gotta put Nard & Cay on the fuckin map (on god)

Hardest group on the way I'm just speaking facts (uhh huh)

Taking baths with a pot what you know bout that (mmm)

Light a candle for light 'til you get it back

And we never got shoes until mfk'n income tax

Grind to take care of my mama I ain't nun but 19

Monae got you forever, you bleed then I bleed

Got a GThreeC and a Glock 19 (boom bah)

Nigga thinking it's sweet tell that boy to try me (brrrd, boom boom bah)

This hoe wanted a bottle, I bought a Hi-C

I been stepping on niggas since fuckin '0Three

Took that shit to the heart when God took my OG

Grandma watch me forever these boys envy me on God

I need me a deal me and Nard trynna sign today

And my mama a soldier she found a way

I was hungry as fuck had to find a plate

Nigga run up on Cay and he dying today (bop bop bop)

Uhh, that shit there forreal

Told that hoe shut the fuck up, she calling me still

Get the hell out my face if Yeen talking bout no M's

That's just how it is (Uhhh Nard)

No pad no pencil

You can have yo hoe back man I know that you miss her

Nunk and Cho about to blow nigga some like a missile

Nigga know what it is i'm keeping my pistol (Uhhh Huh)

ThreeThree shots if you fuck with my nigga

You ain't take my hoe if anything I sent her

Take all his shit if he reach I'ma peel em

I ain't signing for shit unless a mill is the minimum

I been that nigga since '0Three

Otherwise pussy boy you got to show me (facts)

Got a Glock tucked and I got a GThree

Nigga mad cause his bitch wanna see me

I done ran up that guap got more dollars than followers

Niggas they copy whatever they follow us (Whatever they follow us)

I got some shit in the trunk that can stop a truck

She calling, she miss me lil bitch I don't give a fuck no (nooo)

Getting guap I ain't stun no bitch (On God)

I ain't owing no nigga my name ain't Rick

Steady throwing shots I ain't stun that shit can't find nan nigga put it down like this

MLR on my sleeve run it up we getting rich

Pussy run up on Nick he get lit like a bic

Nard & Cay on the top got these fuck niggas sick

We do what they can't making money like Mitch

He play leave em stank got em smelling like shit

Nigerian shawty she thick as a bitch (Thick as a motherfucker)

I told Cay we gone make it my nigga watch this

I can't move on till I get my lick

Smoking on strong got yo hoe on my dick

Hope you got yo pole I got my blick

Won't sell my soul just to ice my wrist

Talking real bold gone get him hit (Yea Yea)

Won't never fold bitch I swear I'm too solid

She giving me brain she got very good knowledge

Ma I'm focused on rap, give a fuck bout no college (wow)

Nigga coming through trim and I don't need no stylist (yeah)

You gone do what to who tell that lil nigga stop it (pussy)

Been humble too long, now it's time to pop it (mmm)

Nard I'm with you forever, I got it, you got it

Got a bitch from the tropics, caressing my body she wilding