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$1,000 Lbs Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Thousand dollar pounds ina house ik wha im doin
Bang em fa tha 22 sticky but it ain glue
Let a nigga try nd runoff get stretched nd have Metro boomin
I gotta brick under tha couch nd right next to it is a movie
How can i forget wen dem niggas tried play me goofy
Flex around my gang nd you leaving out w no jewelry
Snitches dont get stitches dey introduced to a bullet
Ion needa slide w chops cus my Glock can turn to a fully
Get caught fucking w tha opps nd i bet that you catch tha treatment
I won't spare you cus you blood i'll leave our blood spilled ona cement
I got bloody w tha sharks but i survived ina deepend
Tellem get it back from dub cus where im at ain been a secret
I jus came up off a QP nd sum carts a hour later
He got caught up bein a rat but that shitt worked in our favor
We can get em now or later, it dont matter to me
Tryna slide nd do it personally, dat feel better to me
Catch em slippin, bake em,
hawk em down, chase em
Tried to hop over tha fence he slipped nd barrels to his facial
Bet i cook bitch like a steakum,
we been patient as fuck
I been camped outside his house my Glock blend in w tha bush
Thousand dollar pounds ina house ik wha im doin
Bang em fa tha 22 sticky but it ain glue
Let a nigga try nd runoff get stretched nd have Metro boomin
I gotta brick under tha couch nd right next to it is a movie
How can i forget wen dem niggas tried play me goofy
Flex around my gang nd you leaving out w no jewelry
Snitches dont get stitches dey introduced to a bullet
Ion needa slide w chops cus my Glock can turn to a fully
I'm surrounded by some demons wit heaters we been thru hell
I got ice up to my neck im ina deepend wit a sail, tryna make a sale
I'll post bail nd im right back duckin 12
Ion want yo niggas dead i want yo head put ona shelf
Niggas crazy cus they think i'm sleepin, I be outside creepin' Schemin' ona schemers,
Trappin,
Lil Trenchy stuck ina trap
Niggas kno im clouted up they happy that we beefin
"Rats" they gon snitch nd alldem snitches catching bullets wen they come back
I aint playin w niggas
They plays dey aint my niggas
Riding right or wrong, cus i ride wit my niggas
Dollar signs in my eyes but i see red and turn em victim Put 100 on his head for every word dat nigga said, "Rat"
Thousand dollar pounds ina house ik wha im doin
Bang em fa tha 22 sticky but it ain glue
Let a nigga try nd runoff get stretched nd have Metro boomin
I gotta brick under tha couch nd right next to it is a movie
How can i forget wen dem niggas tried play me goofy
Flex around my gang nd you leaving out w no jewelry
Snitches dont get stitches dey introduced to a bullet
Ion needa slide w chops cus my Glock can turn to a fully