Prices Stuck ft. Leekjaymusic & Zaeboi Lyrics

B.I.G on this bitch man you

Know what the fuck going On

If I say it's up den it's STUCK

Catch-'em in the backwoods And Grind em into DUST

Got zaeboi Riding with me

He Jus keeping it 300

We Kant hear yo vocals

Unless you got sum Money

Get your funds up

We in the shows throwing

Dubs put your Ones up

I can't fight it out

But you scared to put your

Guns up

Another partner gone

Before the end of summer

Heard he used to rap but

Now he can't mumble

That's the price you pay

When u play in the jungle

I Just gotta bread

I done Broke it all

I Juh flipped a pack stuffed

With Fentanyl

Brodie cut the check

I done Spent in all

Kuzzo did dat for me had

To break em off

Spin yo block again you

Finna take a loss

Playing with dem jacks get

Them spinning tops

Aiming at yo head aiming

At yo Nagging

Big forty-five finna hit your Thoughts

Homicide freak but it ain't

Know suicide

Do u really wanna run

Imma let u decide

I come up on yo block but

You know it's a homicide

U running from me boy

You better choose yo side

Better duck and hide

Finessing with my Bros

Finessing with my

Bros I Can't taxt the bros

Finessing all Dez hoes

No You can't finesse me tho

Play with my slime we

Gone leave u with a

Running nose

Nigga come in shop

Don't you see the stove running

Clocked in nine to five

Blocked in straight drop

What he on straight op

Heard he twelve straight Cop

Fuck around and get em Popped

Hun yea yea

Fuck around and get him got.

I'm on go no stop

Hun

Yeaaaa nananana

Yessir

Cuz got the plug on the PPP loan

He wanna cop him some v LONE

Bitch I'm so cold get the HEAT on

Bitch we shit u get peed on

I'm nice wit the mic like im Tito

Dance on a bitch not my KID like I'm Jackson

My life a movie

NO actin just Action ...

They bitch wanna fuck cuz our fashion

She suck me up do my BRUDDA next

That nigga foul grab ANOTHER tech

Smokin good grade nigga FUCK a test

He turning red like a FUCKING text bitch

All these niggas sleep .

THEY ain't woke at all

Split the math wit my fam BITCHES I broke it off

Threw it deep

They going long

Turned her on

I'm going off

TEE YYY

YESSIR

THATS who WITH ME BROO

We all 100 don't want SHOWS for less than 50 HOE

They lookin for the cereal MILK

Bring in like 60 bowls

I be in different modes

I'm a player so I just SKIPPED the hoe

If I say that it's up it's stuck

And I smoked a gram of Gorilla glue

So there fore if they want

They want smoke Bitch I'm BEING so blunt

Ain't no puff I ain't feelin u

I don't gotta steal I don't ROB I just go rock the BOOTH while lil bro nem IS killing dude

So no I don't know what BEEN in the news

Can't speak on them other NIGGAS

Bitch We know what we FINNA do

If I say it's up then it's stuck

Za up in the backwood

They rolling up the dust

Bro them riding with me WE keeping it three hundred

We can't lay no vocals

Unless u got some MONAAY hay hun