Nigga Shit

(album: Collection One - 2018)

Swoosh, I'm balling
I don't know the fuck them niggas call it
But out here nigga we call it the wave
On my nigga shit you know we go retarded
So I'm like swoosh, bitch, I'm balling
Like I don't know what none of ya'll call it
But baby I be gone in the morning
So It's champagne and models in the morning

First of fucking all, I was tryna ball
Word to Renny Penny counting pennies at the jar
Starter jacket raw, Gucci loafers, nah
Learn to keep a secret, don't repeat what you saw
Flames trapping raw, going door to door
Hammer in my bookbag, no respect for the law
Beamer for the car, but that's a '94
And breaks didn't work, and we was still going hard
Bitch, I've been a star, I know I'm a star
I've been Ghetto Lenny except without the guitar
We build the repoire, silk and cigars
And money coming in, all hail to it, lord, nigga, much love

Had her up and down, it's a mothafucking Sunday
Who, who the fuck gotta go to work Monday?
Who, who, who gotta set their money up?
Who? I really wish you little niggas let go

Swoosh, I'm balling
I don't know the fuck them niggas call it
But out here nigga we call it the wave
On my nigga shit you know we go retarded
So I'm like swoosh, bitch, I'm balling
Like I don't know what none of ya'll call it
But baby I be gone in the morning
So It's champagne and models in the morning

Ghetto Lenny, no guitar, ayy
You ever been to Bogotá? Ayy
I got a girl, oh, I forgot, ayy
This Diplomatico cigar
She like gold bottles, or whatever, so I buy it or whatever
So she try it or whatever, on a diet or whatever
She a model or whatever, got me spending like a nigga hit the lotto or whatever
True

Had her up and down, it's a mothafucking Sunday
Who, who the fuck gotta go to work Monday?
Who, who, who gotta set their money up?
Who? I really wish you little niggas let go

Swoosh, I'm balling
I don't know the fuck them niggas call it
But out here nigga we call it the wave
On my nigga shit you know we go retarded
So I'm like swoosh, bitch, I'm balling
Like I don't know what none of ya'll call it
But baby I be gone in the morning
So It's champagne and models in the morning