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Hustle In Me

 

Hustle In Me

(album: Boochie Gang - 2018)


Damn Wonder, you made this beat? Maaaan
Skrrt, skrrt, yeah
This is some money shit, bitch
You know how we rocking, nigga
YSN, Young Street Niggas
Gang, gang, gang
Get your guns up, get your funds up
You on that opp shit, get mop stick, bitch
Gang, gang, gang
Boochie Gang

I was born with that hustle in me, bitch, I'ma run me up a check
I put pressure on their neck and I ain't letting up yet
Thought this bitch was boutta die on me, I shouldn't gave her X
Got a felon in my car riding round with that Tec, bitch
In the club tryna show hard, check out my bougette
With a bitch witch a black card, she think I'm impressed
Bitch addicted by them fast cars, when you got a check
Young dope dealing, rich living nigga from the 'jetcs

Bitch, about the bar
I'm so motherfucking drunk I can't find my car
Just bust some Cartier frames, cost me two stacks
And two bad bitches with me and they both stacked, bitch
My exhaust spitting fire, I snatched the motor out the 4508 Spider
I stepped up in the gas, and it got my car excited
If you looking for your bitch, I just left her at the hire
See my ride past, all I do was wanna buy it
I'm in the kitchen whipping, tryna make my future brighter
I'm selling dope, pull up, serve your ass if you a buyer
We pat you down at the front door in case you wired, bitch

I was born with that hustle in me, bitch, I'ma run me up a check
I put pressure on their neck and I ain't letting up yet
Thought this bitch was boutta die on me, I shouldn't gave her X
Got a felon in my car riding round with that Tec, bitch
In the club tryna show hard, check out my bougette
With a bitch witch a black card, she think I'm impressed
Bitch addicted by them fast cars, when you got a check
Young dope dealing, rich living nigga from the 'jetcs

You can smell that OG kush 'cause I opened up the jar
Got that Draco in the car, and it tear you apart
Make me lump under your fortune, go to sleep up in your yard
Would you diss me on your tape, and that shit wasn't even hard, bitch, bitch
I been balling for a long time, Mark McGuire
Your bitch tryna put her buns on my Oscar Myer
And right now I'm so hot, I could start a fire
Get to scrapping in the club, you's a motherfucking liar
Mix Givency with the Gucci, shit that make up my attire
Make you wonder how them Forgi's fit in them itty, bitty tires
Better come with my deposit 'fore you put me on your flyer
And if you looking for that work, then nigga, I'll be your supplier, bitch, bitch

I was born with that hustle in me, bitch, I'ma run me up a check
I put pressure on their neck and I ain't letting up yet
Thought this bitch was boutta die on me, I shouldn't gave her X
Got a felon in my car riding round with that Tec, bitch
In the club tryna show hard, check out my bougette
With a bitch witch a black card, she think I'm impressed
Bitch addicted by them fast cars, when you got a check
Young dope dealing, rich living nigga from the 'jetcs

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