IGGTB ft. HD Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Look
Say she want a ride, I told her, pull up, it ain't free though
Call up CocoG, tell him, pull up, call up Niko
Hundred bands or better thousand walks in a week though
Call up Double R, he gon' shoot it like a free throw
Brody said I'm lucky, shoot my shot like it's CeeLo
Flights, when I land, Spanish, mami, hand me C-notes
I gotta get the breesh
No we can't stress, no treesh
I need a hundred or better thousand walks, respectfully
She wanna get next to me, cookin' the sauce, the recipe
I'm callin' her phone, she got me blocked, shorty deflectin' me
I get the money, you know that's the truth
My shooters like curry, they run out and shoot
The money I'm gettin', the color be blue
I stack it up tall, just like a Jew
I'm clutchin' my Nina, in love with my Glock
I'm at the Chevy, I'm makin' a drop
In love with the pussy, I'm tappin' the box
I gotta get the breesh
No we can't stress, no treesh
I need a hundred or better thousand walks, respectfully
I gotta get the breesh
No we can't stress, no treesh
I need a hundred or better thousand walks, respectfully
She like the way I be talkin', she fuck with the jwet wanna see what the fuss about
Twenty or better, my niggas ahead of you
If it's for free, I ain't comin' out
I just came from out west I was smoking some pressure
Them fiends at the door, they gon' bust it down
She ain't with me before, but she see I got dough
Now she hittin' my phone, cause she fuckin' now
A thousand walks, she gon' walk it for me
She fell in love, now she walkin' for free
My niggas thugs, and we came from the bottom
So ain't no problem when it come to the streets
She butter pecan can't wait till I scoop her
Stay with a Glock, my lil' bro got a Ruger
All of my niggas some demons, we shooters
We out your door, we gon' turn to intruders
We get the cash, we gon' double up
We don't care bout your set, all my dawgs in the field
We runnin' them plays, we gon' huddle up
Said she fuck with my song let my brother fuck
Said I'm one of a kind, I'm a one of one
If you ain't one of mine, we can't fuck with you
Put that lil' bitch in line, she was talkin' my name
If you ain't talkin' money, then don't mention us