40 in the Playoffs Lyrics

Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch check, yeah

Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch check, yeah

Uh, clean whip new chick that hit the hip up

I come through lacing your scene, I'm high as Big Dipper

Took a second to let my record just flex a nigga

If you ain't real I probably won't share a sentence with you

Break off, I just got today off

Watch Lebron dropping 40 in the playoffs

Ooh I'm good, my life ain't no Hollywood

I can never sell a record but recognize that I'm good

Aye I be flexing though, catch me in the moment

Speeding through your city like the whip I drove stolen

Holy moly what your neighbors told me

I came through smashin, blastin, music like your momma knows me

Young OG, in the making, it's like something told me

You either die trying or resent flying forever homie

But you know me, ay

I give 1000 CD's and give them out as freebies

And, thug around in black tees

Take side chicks to Wendy's, oh fasheez

Aye I be, three hours deep

You just clocked into your shift, I'm back from lunch with the team

I hope you, yadidimean

While I pop on your screen

While you with your main nigga thinking that we was a thing

Aye ima be here for a minute

Aye look I own that shit, it ain't rented

Aye ima be here for a minute

Aye, we heard you talking shit everyday

Aye boy ima be here for a minute

All of them boys is riding

We ain't looking for no trouble, so trouble ain't got to find us

I'm high, I'm lit, I'm zoned, I'm owned, I'm throwed, I'm owed, I'm bold, I'm cold

You all already know, fasho

This rapping is lacking, I'd rather sell weed

Aye is it back to charging you all 35 for the P

Aye is it back to Dixie cups with the scale in the whip

And be sneaking out back, so my momma don't trip

You ever been there, any who that's old news

Living my life through windshield, you still living through rearview

Believe it, heavily weeded

If I can't get it in moderation playa, then I don't need it

Aye best believe it, Jesus I been

Lately arguing, with niggas you know that ain't got it, so they just problem starting

Smart remarking, talking often

Same shit, different day to blog it

So you know we still popping like the month before August

Aye yo, we on it

26 and on my shit, my attitude has kick flipped to bumping real shit

I don't even need a hook nowadays

Only thing I'm worried about is what your book account pays

Aye ima be here for a minute

Aye look I own that shit, it ain't rented

Aye ima be here for a minute

Aye, we heard you talking shit everyday

Aye boy ima be here for a minute

All of them boys is riding

We ain't looking for no trouble, so trouble ain't got to find us

I'm high, I'm lit, I'm zoned, I'm owned, I'm throwed, I'm owed, I'm bold, I'm cold

Ya'll already know, fasho

Aye, I've been working too hard

Yeah, come take a night off with your nigga my nigga

I'm working too hard

Nine - five, one and two jobs

Aye yo, I'm working too hard

Come take a night off with your nigga my nigga

Aye yo we working too hard