Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club with ya bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that
Overdressing as an adolescent
Overdid it but I couldn't help it
Trappin for a mad aggression
They was laughing at what was my profession
Still ain't asking for a favor doe
That's ammunition used for later doe
They way I'm working and the way I'm moving
Ain't no telling where I'm finna go hey
Call me breezy smoking indigo
I been really trying not to think
Olajuwon when I'm in the paint
I fix a jam when I'm in the clink
I ain't worried about another man
I just care what the mirror think
Thank him for what he let me do
Cause I'm really doing with these Niggas can't hey
Hungry and pray that I don't lose this feeling
Know that the business on track for a million
Rising and rising I don't see a ceiling
No shucking and jiving and wheeling and dealing
My own nigga I'm my own man
Follow nothing got my own plan
Leave them conversations kinda on the low
Like the information came from homeland Bud
Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club witcha bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that yeah
Standing on the porch with a chopper in my hand
No questions asked you can tell that I'm the man
Aint playin football but I got the sack and ran
Hid behind 4 walls and split it with my mans
Team building exercising
Grinning while everybody check rising
You say it's smoke nigga we ain't hiding
If yo ass talking greasy we sliding
Straight through yo motherf*cking hood
We ainn gotta check no bags we know them shits good
My boys got the game understood
We keep a good name still smoke fat woods
Yall niggas might wonder how we do it
We be stacking and macking but be mainly cooling
Pardon me I mean mainly boolin
Soon you gon see diamonds when my homies chewing
Since way back in high school days
We had a vision about getting paid
Since smoking all ya roaches, no room for raids
No barber school but we ran them fades
From ya chin up to the Everglades
If it's up there then that's where it stay
Aint no more room out here for play
We coming for that life we want today!
Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club with ya bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that
Hold your nose nigga here we go
Something wrong gotta let me know
Move around like I shovel snow
That's why I'm quick to let a couple go
I'm back on this road I'm used to this feeling
Trynna hold a nigga way back
I gotta make it home back to my son
That's why I'm at these niggas wave caps
Nigga say that bang bang Bambahda on the road woe
If you touchin them then I'm bussin 10
My niggas moving like the government
Out here with some real niggas Real designer no hilfiger
Stepping thru mismatch in Armani n Gucci I shoulda bought the shirt a lil bigger
Still outchea ready to come thru n slay
You can bring a hoe but she gotta pay
I ain't no dub bitch show me something
If you ain't tryna get ditch out here today
Young king I know my worth
Go ahead bitch go on open that purse
Stuffing dollars in it if ya let me but you got spend some on me first
Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club with ya bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that
StreetMoney Majestik - Me and My Niggas (feat. Buddy Bambahda) Lyrics
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Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club with ya bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that
Overdressing as an adolescent
Overdid it but I couldn't help it
Trappin for a mad aggression
They was laughing at what was my profession
Still ain't asking for a favor doe
That's ammunition used for later doe
They way I'm working and the way I'm moving
Ain't no telling where I'm finna go hey
Call me breezy smoking indigo
I been really trying not to think
Olajuwon when I'm in the paint
I fix a jam when I'm in the clink
I ain't worried about another man
I just care what the mirror think
Thank him for what he let me do
Cause I'm really doing with these Niggas can't hey
Hungry and pray that I don't lose this feeling
Know that the business on track for a million
Rising and rising I don't see a ceiling
No shucking and jiving and wheeling and dealing
My own nigga I'm my own man
Follow nothing got my own plan
Leave them conversations kinda on the low
Like the information came from homeland Bud
Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club witcha bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that yeah
Standing on the porch with a chopper in my hand
No questions asked you can tell that I'm the man
Aint playin football but I got the sack and ran
Hid behind 4 walls and split it with my mans
Team building exercising
Grinning while everybody check rising
You say it's smoke nigga we ain't hiding
If yo ass talking greasy we sliding
Straight through yo motherf*cking hood
We ainn gotta check no bags we know them shits good
My boys got the game understood
We keep a good name still smoke fat woods
Yall niggas might wonder how we do it
We be stacking and macking but be mainly cooling
Pardon me I mean mainly boolin
Soon you gon see diamonds when my homies chewing
Since way back in high school days
We had a vision about getting paid
Since smoking all ya roaches, no room for raids
No barber school but we ran them fades
From ya chin up to the Everglades
If it's up there then that's where it stay
Aint no more room out here for play
We coming for that life we want today!
Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club with ya bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that
Hold your nose nigga here we go
Something wrong gotta let me know
Move around like I shovel snow
That's why I'm quick to let a couple go
I'm back on this road I'm used to this feeling
Trynna hold a nigga way back
I gotta make it home back to my son
That's why I'm at these niggas wave caps
Nigga say that bang bang Bambahda on the road woe
If you touchin them then I'm bussin 10
My niggas moving like the government
Out here with some real niggas Real designer no hilfiger
Stepping thru mismatch in Armani n Gucci I shoulda bought the shirt a lil bigger
Still outchea ready to come thru n slay
You can bring a hoe but she gotta pay
I ain't no dub bitch show me something
If you ain't tryna get ditch out here today
Young king I know my worth
Go ahead bitch go on open that purse
Stuffing dollars in it if ya let me but you got spend some on me first
Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club with ya bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club with ya bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that
Overdressing as an adolescent
Overdid it but I couldn't help it
Trappin for a mad aggression
They was laughing at what was my profession
Still ain't asking for a favor doe
That's ammunition used for later doe
They way I'm working and the way I'm moving
Ain't no telling where I'm finna go hey
Call me breezy smoking indigo
I been really trying not to think
Olajuwon when I'm in the paint
I fix a jam when I'm in the clink
I ain't worried about another man
I just care what the mirror think
Thank him for what he let me do
Cause I'm really doing with these Niggas can't hey
Hungry and pray that I don't lose this feeling
Know that the business on track for a million
Rising and rising I don't see a ceiling
No shucking and jiving and wheeling and dealing
My own nigga I'm my own man
Follow nothing got my own plan
Leave them conversations kinda on the low
Like the information came from homeland Bud
Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club witcha bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that yeah
Standing on the porch with a chopper in my hand
No questions asked you can tell that I'm the man
Aint playin football but I got the sack and ran
Hid behind 4 walls and split it with my mans
Team building exercising
Grinning while everybody check rising
You say it's smoke nigga we ain't hiding
If yo ass talking greasy we sliding
Straight through yo motherf*cking hood
We ainn gotta check no bags we know them shits good
My boys got the game understood
We keep a good name still smoke fat woods
Yall niggas might wonder how we do it
We be stacking and macking but be mainly cooling
Pardon me I mean mainly boolin
Soon you gon see diamonds when my homies chewing
Since way back in high school days
We had a vision about getting paid
Since smoking all ya roaches, no room for raids
No barber school but we ran them fades
From ya chin up to the Everglades
If it's up there then that's where it stay
Aint no more room out here for play
We coming for that life we want today!
Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club with ya bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that
Hold your nose nigga here we go
Something wrong gotta let me know
Move around like I shovel snow
That's why I'm quick to let a couple go
I'm back on this road I'm used to this feeling
Trynna hold a nigga way back
I gotta make it home back to my son
That's why I'm at these niggas wave caps
Nigga say that bang bang Bambahda on the road woe
If you touchin them then I'm bussin 10
My niggas moving like the government
Out here with some real niggas Real designer no hilfiger
Stepping thru mismatch in Armani n Gucci I shoulda bought the shirt a lil bigger
Still outchea ready to come thru n slay
You can bring a hoe but she gotta pay
I ain't no dub bitch show me something
If you ain't tryna get ditch out here today
Young king I know my worth
Go ahead bitch go on open that purse
Stuffing dollars in it if ya let me but you got spend some on me first
Me and my niggas go way back
Me and my niggas been getting stacks
Move it off the job back in the trap
Sitting in the club with ya bitch in my lap
Don't need no licks I get free racks
Split food with the team we eat that
Writer: Felton Whitaker, Quashaun Lucas
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: StreetMoney Majestik
Language: English
Length: 4:01
Written by: Felton Whitaker, Quashaun Lucas