For Th3 Culture ft. Eight-O Lyrics

One time for the niggas doing numbers for the clique

Everybody eating run the streets like money Mitch

Got a lot of habits if we huddle who want static

Made a couple calls run the play hopping in traffic

One time for the hoes who ain't scared to show her ratchet

Got her own blowing strong bottles pull up bet she match it

Go to work still twerk and can handle all her liq

One time for the bitches for my niggas with the shit

Up in the morning get lifted fresh put on a fit

Hella organic ain't nothing planned y'all follow scripts

Hit up my barber hustling harder than the bench man

Hit up my niggas we linking up quarter to six

Pitch in some profits we need a bunch of sticks & liq

Pre game popping we catching fades gambling grips

I backed doored Joe my ten to four coming in quick

Tonight's bar money I'm buying rounds for the clique

I need to feel love drinks on me just like a coaster

Home team winning my ops salty sipping kosher

Put ya bread down we heating up just like a toaster

Paid in full niggas I had to do this for the culture

One time for the niggas doing numbers for the clique

Everybody eating run the streets like money Mitch

Got a lot of habits if we huddle who want static

Made a couple calls run the play hopping in traffic

One time for the hoes who ain't scared to show her ratchet

Got her own blowing strong bottles pull up bet she match it

Go to work still twerk and can handle all her liq

One time for the bitches for my niggas with the shit

Aye Scooney man this bitch for real

Tried to steal the maple brown sugar out my oatmeal

We on four wheels it's three and a spotter

Got a couple niggas doing time locked up at the Rikers

Fifty p's in the truck boys stopped they tried to fight us

Curbed us on the way back to town coming from Salina

I got niggas in Hutch El Dorado Leavenworth

They face time me with my naked bitch I told her make it twerk

She gone make you flirt she gone make it work

Hit me on my business line I had to check my schedule first

I'm gone put you first just don't put me last

Street niggas done made it out that lower and that middle class

One time for the niggas doing numbers for the clique

Everybody eating run the streets like money Mitch

Got a lot of habits if we huddle who want static

Made a couple calls run the play hopping in traffic

One time for the hoes who ain't scared to show her ratchet

Got her own blowing strong bottles pull up bet she match it

Go to work still twerk and can handle all her liq

One time for the bitches for my niggas with the shit