HUSTLA Lyrics

I clock G's, while you clock Zzzz

Sleeping on a nigga, I'm a G.O.A.T

Y'all can't test me. I've been on the come up

Nigga parked up in my spot, let the mothafucka know

We be whippin, skrrtin' way to quick. Red light runnin' those

Louis V on me, got me drippin' head to toe

Got tha baker man on the phone, comin' with tha dough

If you ain't round, you ain't round me you ain't know enough about me

Thinking rich nigga shit, moonwalking through the valley

I'mma get tha bag stayin' out of tha drama

Realest nigga, if you try me it's a problem

Rich nigga want a rich bad lil momma

I'mma get the bag, got more money comin'

I'mma get tha bag, doin' nothing, not a problem

Racks up in my pocket, threw it up, that's not a problem

I'mma get tha bag, doin' nothing, not a problem

Spend and get it back, got the money comin' fast

I'mma get tha bag, doin' nothing, not a problem

Racks up in my pocket, threw it up, that's not a problem

I'mma get tha bag, doin' nothing, not a problem

Spend and get it back, got the money comin' fast

Bitch she had a long day, I had a long week

Hustlin' day to day, making paper and music, I don't sleep

Think that I'm addicted to this cash, been the only thang I'm thinkin'

Staying true to my mind, an my slimes yeah my rate be going up

To the party DJ Pricey at the penthouse

Goose, Henny, Crown royal, who gone bring the liq out?

Juice, Women, Fast cars, Blunt. Ain't gone split nah

Back to the crib round 4:30 yeah she pissed off

Roastin' them be hot, serving all the corny soundin' mothafuckas on the spot

Anytime that's there a problem when you see him, put em' in a knot

Like a real nigga do wit bread, stack them loafs like Tina Turner

Till them milli's on my bed

I'mma get tha bag, doin' nothing, not a problem

Racks up in my pocket, threw it up, that's not a problem

I'mma get tha bag, doin' nothing, not a problem

Spend and get it back, got the money comin' fast

I'mma get tha bag, doin' nothing, not a problem