Aye these niggas gettin outta line
Have my niggas shoot it up like rondo number nine
Yea all that shit we ever wanted that shit come wit time
And I hit my first blunt up in the 8th grade
See the thang bout Joey g that nigga self made
Yea I heard them niggas mad that nigga self made
They done picked the wrong time tryna throw shade
How you gone judge a nigga quick if you don't know pain
When u come from what we come from it feel different
9th grade was drinking lean my niggas still sippin
I still think about my bro and I get chills nigga
Late night we been plotting on a mil ticket
Knock yo top off like that nigga trump shit
Heard that pole leave you slumped like a drunk bitch
Yea take a nigga soul like a slut bitch
And y'all the main reason I don't really trust shit
Feel like I'm the nigga
Feel like I was chosen
Still duck and dodge the one time like it's stolen
Got my niggas talkin stick talk no controllers
Respect and loyalty the only things I ever wanted
Well Of course I want the money if you ask that
Last night I had a dream about a flashback
All these hoes know is Instagram and cash app
Niggas dying turn yo ass into a hashtag
Tell her ass to bend that back
Thats a hangover
I still see thru all these niggas
Tried to paint over
Yea Left some dishes for that bitch she tryna stay over
And my Niggas don't ever close til the day over
Sliding down the street speakers loud like the takeover
He on his bitch like some glue but I stay on her
Had to give that lil bitch the boot because I hate closure
It Ain't no way out this shit can u pray for me
My Brodie sleepin wit that drake on him
Not at the crib riding round wit that cake on him
Thats how u live u ain't gon get far for hatin on me
And yea my niggas take money they gon take somethin
Pulled the choppas out
Yea huh like whats poppin now
Them Young niggas got that ammunition shoot a chopper down
You hear that choppa sound
So don't f*ck around
Niggas kicking in yo do toting bout a 50 round
F*ck nigga
Know wasup nigga
So don't f*ck wit em
Remember we was broke had to take the bus
I can't trust a dumb bitch and I don't trust niggas
Niggas sleepin on me now but I'm the goat bitch
Leave u slumped like some beer yea dat 4 5th
Yo bitch pussy slid thru it like the ocean
And if the police ask a nigga I don't know shit
Got yo bitch like damn nigga oh shit
Joey G - Belly Lyrics
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Aye these niggas gettin outta line
Have my niggas shoot it up like rondo number nine
Yea all that shit we ever wanted that shit come wit time
And I hit my first blunt up in the 8th grade
See the thang bout Joey g that nigga self made
Yea I heard them niggas mad that nigga self made
They done picked the wrong time tryna throw shade
How you gone judge a nigga quick if you don't know pain
When u come from what we come from it feel different
9th grade was drinking lean my niggas still sippin
I still think about my bro and I get chills nigga
Late night we been plotting on a mil ticket
Knock yo top off like that nigga trump shit
Heard that pole leave you slumped like a drunk bitch
Yea take a nigga soul like a slut bitch
And y'all the main reason I don't really trust shit
Feel like I'm the nigga
Feel like I was chosen
Still duck and dodge the one time like it's stolen
Got my niggas talkin stick talk no controllers
Respect and loyalty the only things I ever wanted
Well Of course I want the money if you ask that
Last night I had a dream about a flashback
All these hoes know is Instagram and cash app
Niggas dying turn yo ass into a hashtag
Tell her ass to bend that back
Thats a hangover
I still see thru all these niggas
Tried to paint over
Yea Left some dishes for that bitch she tryna stay over
And my Niggas don't ever close til the day over
Sliding down the street speakers loud like the takeover
He on his bitch like some glue but I stay on her
Had to give that lil bitch the boot because I hate closure
It Ain't no way out this shit can u pray for me
My Brodie sleepin wit that drake on him
Not at the crib riding round wit that cake on him
Thats how u live u ain't gon get far for hatin on me
And yea my niggas take money they gon take somethin
Pulled the choppas out
Yea huh like whats poppin now
Them Young niggas got that ammunition shoot a chopper down
You hear that choppa sound
So don't f*ck around
Niggas kicking in yo do toting bout a 50 round
F*ck nigga
Know wasup nigga
So don't f*ck wit em
Remember we was broke had to take the bus
I can't trust a dumb bitch and I don't trust niggas
Niggas sleepin on me now but I'm the goat bitch
Leave u slumped like some beer yea dat 4 5th
Yo bitch pussy slid thru it like the ocean
And if the police ask a nigga I don't know shit
Got yo bitch like damn nigga oh shit
Have my niggas shoot it up like rondo number nine
Yea all that shit we ever wanted that shit come wit time
And I hit my first blunt up in the 8th grade
See the thang bout Joey g that nigga self made
Yea I heard them niggas mad that nigga self made
They done picked the wrong time tryna throw shade
How you gone judge a nigga quick if you don't know pain
When u come from what we come from it feel different
9th grade was drinking lean my niggas still sippin
I still think about my bro and I get chills nigga
Late night we been plotting on a mil ticket
Knock yo top off like that nigga trump shit
Heard that pole leave you slumped like a drunk bitch
Yea take a nigga soul like a slut bitch
And y'all the main reason I don't really trust shit
Feel like I'm the nigga
Feel like I was chosen
Still duck and dodge the one time like it's stolen
Got my niggas talkin stick talk no controllers
Respect and loyalty the only things I ever wanted
Well Of course I want the money if you ask that
Last night I had a dream about a flashback
All these hoes know is Instagram and cash app
Niggas dying turn yo ass into a hashtag
Tell her ass to bend that back
Thats a hangover
I still see thru all these niggas
Tried to paint over
Yea Left some dishes for that bitch she tryna stay over
And my Niggas don't ever close til the day over
Sliding down the street speakers loud like the takeover
He on his bitch like some glue but I stay on her
Had to give that lil bitch the boot because I hate closure
It Ain't no way out this shit can u pray for me
My Brodie sleepin wit that drake on him
Not at the crib riding round wit that cake on him
Thats how u live u ain't gon get far for hatin on me
And yea my niggas take money they gon take somethin
Pulled the choppas out
Yea huh like whats poppin now
Them Young niggas got that ammunition shoot a chopper down
You hear that choppa sound
So don't f*ck around
Niggas kicking in yo do toting bout a 50 round
F*ck nigga
Know wasup nigga
So don't f*ck wit em
Remember we was broke had to take the bus
I can't trust a dumb bitch and I don't trust niggas
Niggas sleepin on me now but I'm the goat bitch
Leave u slumped like some beer yea dat 4 5th
Yo bitch pussy slid thru it like the ocean
And if the police ask a nigga I don't know shit
Got yo bitch like damn nigga oh shit
Writer: Joseph Gordon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid