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King Lil G

1800

 

1800

(album: Eternal - 2019)


(Goddamnit, Dupri)

My hood, the gang, we popping, I'm thugging
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
My hood, the gang, we popping, I'm thugging
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800

The police was tripping, they kicking down that door (Yeah)
He just arrested my homeboy so now he sitting in court
I know you keeping it solid once you walk up in that dorm (Ayy)
Gang related, and never folded if enemies want war (Ayy)
I'm sipping 1800 every time I go perform
I sent you five hundred 'cause I know you hitting that store
We was hitting them licks in that blue Honda Accord
Had a scale, had the weed, had them bars up in my drawer
Had these hoes sending hearts through a text when they report
And I give 'em just a little bit of love but they want more
Understand I had nothing, it was grimy, I was poor
Now I'm staring at these diamonds, goddamn, they feel important

My hood, the gang, we popping, I'm thugging
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
My hood, the gang, we popping, I'm thugging
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800

Smoke a blunt with me, I'ma take you to the sky
Smoking la-la-la
Smoke a blunt with me, I'ma take you to the sky
Smoking la-la-la

I been ruthless, back up on my Eazy E shit
I been cruising with my dawgs, they strapped to lunatic
Bitches calling my phone, talking 'bout, "G, where'd you go?"
I been folding hundreds at the top, relaxing in my zone
I was in Texas, I was in Vegas, I was with strippers at my location
You got an issue, we could arrange it
But they can't stop this elevation
I'm on the crib with elevators
I need a bitch to do me a favor
I love Gelato, that's my favorite
I need a loft in the skyscrapers
So I can chill, so I can flex
So I can show you this tat on my chest
So you can see that I'm smoking the best
So you can see how I'm fucking your ex
I'm a Southsider in a designer shirt made in Italy
I'm a Southsider, fuck your comments, I'm a Sucio mentally, yeah

My hood, the gang, we popping, I'm thugging
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800 (1800)
My hood, the gang, we popping, I'm thugging
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800 (1800)

Smoke a blunt with me, I'ma take you to the sky
Smoking la-la-la
Smoke a blunt with me, I'ma take you to the sky
Smoking la-la-la

Yeah, shout out to all my homeboys smoking motherfucking blunts
All my dawgs in the building
Smoking that jet fuel
Shout out my homeboy Stretch
Yeah, yeah
My big bro C, what's poppin'?
Told you to hit that blunt, but hit it light
That shit gon' get you high as fuck, yeah, yeah
Ayy, you gon' call them bitches or what? Let's go

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