Our Bars

(Album: I Came From Nothing 2 - 2011)

(It's Hoodrich, nigga)
Shout out to Swamp
Shout out to mothafucking Swizzop
Shout out that boy Swamp
They say give my shout-outs
Shit, I say shout out to Swamp
Shout out to Swamp Izzo
And shout out to Swizzop Izzo, all them
(Swamp Izzo)

New Bentley, not rented
Five hoes with me, they tricking
No splitting, bring it all
You tripping, ho take it off
Let them folks see what you got (Yeah)
Take a nigga studio and bring it to the spot (Yeah)
Roc Crew will make yo block hot (Yeah)
Then hit the club and bottle pop and pop them Xans
We Kind Krip Killas, not Ku Klux Klan (Yeah)
I promise I don't love that ho, but I love my man them
No homo though, but I'm solo do'
'Cause that's how you get more dough though
I had them bitches looking weird 'cause I let boo .44 show
I didn't have mine on me that day 'cause JimBo had a kick door
You know we spend that cash everyday like we get 4-4 dough
And free Obama, fuck them snitches, ha-ha like Speedo

Yeah, hahahahaha
Yeah, hahahahaha (Come on)

Shout-out to 1426, my left wrist is a half a brick
My right wrist is a whole brick, yo bitch on some more shit, umkay
Like young Future she know this, I'm leaning with LeOtis
I fly past, you floating, umkay
Your young bitch with another bitch
And another bitch and another bitch
And another bitch and another bitch, they gay
They riding 'round with Young Thug
But they not getting nothing big
They might get enough to get braids like cliche