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Skeme

Still Gittin

 

Still Gittin

(album: Ingleworld 2 - 2015)


[Hook:]
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money
I could run through the cash like it really ain't nothing
Paper cuts on my hand, throw me through these blue hun'eds
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money

I'm a pull up on your block in that Europe
Put up twenty thousand for that two-door
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money

Whole lot of money in this bitch right now
I'm the shit right now
Loading up the motherfucking clip right now
You could get chipped right now
Broke back then, but I'm rich right now
So, broke nigga, keep quiet, pipe down
We don't want to hear not a motherfucking sound
Lil' nigga, can't you see it's going down?
Pull up in that California 'Rari like, 'Skrr'
Or better yet, I pull up in that brand new Porsche like, 'Skrr'
Then it be right on the curb
Tell me what you heard 'bout a nigga
Whole lot of guap, that's the word 'bout a nigga
Buy a new crib, sorry 'bout it, nigga
As far as haters' conversations, I ain't worried 'bout it, nigga
I just did fifty K, tell my dealer
Reach for these diamonds, get that real good of your medulla
These bitches want to ride on my digit like a hoop
I just want some brain in this bitch, I need a tutor
Even though I got a ripe cheque, I'm still wit' them shooters
Been wit' them since day one, them boys don't play none
I got my change up, still I ain't changed none, fuck y'all niggas

[Hook:]
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money
I could run through the cash like it really ain't nothing
Paper cuts on my hand, throw me through these blue hun'eds
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money

I'm a pull up on your block in that Europe
Put up twenty thousand for that two-door
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money

Fuck all the rumors and what they assume
I've been the trillest in the room
Lately, a nigga flow so in tune
I'm shooting out rocks from the moon
I'm worth my weight in Cuban links of gold
Fuck them and they silver spoons
I got soldiers down to die for my car
Shout-out my squadron and my platoon
Ho-niggas been afraid, bitch, I'm a renegade
Run keys and Ps up the interstate
I eeny, meeny lames, you could die any day
We never fucked wit' you, anyway
These niggas fabricate
I'm rocking foreign fabrics, rap 'bout cash that I really make
I done made history
Know if they mention me, I got them hits like I'm Willie Mays
I supply my hood wit' choppers
If we spot a op, we'll give him a quick trip to the doctor
Brazy like Mad Max in Shottas
Murder, no, Biggie ain't asking who shot you
I have your whole family dressed up in suits like Sinatra
This shit ain't new to me
Ain't no ten, shout-out to Eulogy
Your or me, you gon' die first just cause you're of no use to me
You should be trying to get money, not trying my gangsta
Lil' brah, that there is a silly decision
We shoot wit' aim and precision
All of that talking gon' end and you no longer living, my nigga

See, this what this shit about, my nigga, whole lot of money
Shit on you hatin'-ass niggas, five mill up

[Hook:]
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money
I could run through the cash like it really ain't nothing
Paper cuts on my hand, throw me through these blue hun'eds
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money

I'm a pull up on your block in that Europe
Put up twenty thousand for that two-door
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money
Yeah, a young nigga thugging, but he still getting money

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