Special ft. 83 Menace & topchef Lyrics

Yeah

Told little bro to put down the roof

Pass em a stick he gonna shoot out the coupe

Look at my neck all my diamonds they new

If she cheat what the fuck could I do

Tryna take me a trip out to Paris

Then take me to trip out to Ellis

I can't help if i'm making em jealous

Hit the club now they needing umbrellas

Uh uh

Some of these niggas you see on the gram

They be flexing for fun not having no paper

I came from nothin they thought I was something I never had help

Never asked for no favors

Knew I was special I do wat I wanna

Passed her the gas now his bitch is a stoner

Fuck all the niggas that be in that drama too real for the streets

Ion trust my own mama

Uh

What could I say?

Drop me a bag take a trip to La

When I get off won't get stopped at the gate

Police behind me won't stop for the jakes

Plugs that I know only shop outta state

When I get rich i'ma buy my estate

Need me a house with a truck and a lake

Bro couldn't fly cus he fighting a case

Niggas don't wanna get active

I told em I got it now he gonna run for his life

Been loosing my focus you short of a notice

I wish you was here and you shouldn't of lied

Don't even smoke can't be high as kite

Know a few niggas that's doing drive bys

Cartier lens so its wood on my eyes

It's love for my city shout out to the guys

Everyone know that we dropping shit

We doubling back we ain't taking risk

We putting em down if he talking shit

We know that he scared he done told a bitch

I'm Making these plays like i'm donovan

I fucked her best friend made her cry again

You only outside when you wanna trend

Upgrade to the caddy said fuck the Benz

Yeah, told little bro to put down the roof

Pass em a stick he gonna shoot out the coupe

Look at my neck all my diamonds they new

If she cheat what the fuck could I do

Tryna take me a trip out to Paris

Then take me to trip out to Ellis

I can't help if i'm making em jealous

Hit the club now they needing umbrellas

Uh uh

Some of these niggas you see on the gram

They be flexing for fun not having no paper

I came from nothing they thought I was something I never had help

Never asked for no favors

Knew I was special I do what I wanna

Passed her the gas now his bitch is a stoner

Fuck all the niggas that be in that drama too real for the streets

Ion trust my own mama

Aye, I put this shit into motion they saying i'm chosen

I got this shit straight out the mud

Aye, I pour a deuce in my soda

I never be sober you that I stay on the mud

Me and bro from the five like we banging with bloods

Aye, that nigga ratted can't call em my cuz

Aye, these niggas ain't solid and they helping the judge

They can tell me its life and I still wouldn't budge

They told me you ratted ain't wanna believe it

Aye, I put the gang on the map and we eating

Little bro trigger happy don't give him a reason

If I tell him to go bet he'll up without thinking

Aye, throw back a X late night i'm geeking

Aye, who got the lean late night i'm feigning

And I know what I said, but I really ain't mean it

Woke up you was gone, I thought I was dreaming

You don't know what i'm thinking

You don't know what be going on in mind

Every time when I slide in the city, I be clutching my glizzy I ride with my iron

And I stay on point Ian going for nothing

I'ma let off some shots i'll never run

We was dead broke posted in the jets, whole team up we finally won

Yeah, told little bro to put down the roof

Pass em a stick he gonna shoot out the coupe

Look at my neck all my diamonds they new

If she cheat what the fuck could I do

Tryna take me a trip out to Paris

Then take me to trip out to Ellis

I can't help if i'm making em jealous

Hit the club now they needing umbrellas

Uh uh

Some of these niggas you see on the gram

They be flexing for fun not having no paper

I came from nothing they thought I was something

I never had help, never asked for no favors

Knew I was special I do what I wanna

Passed her the gas now his bitch is a stoner

Fuck all the niggas that be in that drama too real for the streets

Ion trust my own mama