Hood Forbes
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
How hoes be the reason that you niggas don't like me
My last stick dirty from him thinking he'd fight me
Smoke in the air with my name in the middle
Off 3 pills racks ain't taking that lightly
Fuck her like I love her ain't making her wifey
Bad bitch begging me, pull up and pipe me
Whole lot of money for a nigga got icy
Whole lot of ammo if you'd think that you'd try me
Got ya hoe creeping if you thinking you seen her
Gotta keep a mop like cleaners
Gotta keep a racket Serena
Got felonies got misdemeanors
Wanna new Bentley ended up in a Beamer
Spilled my lean in the whip out the liter
Hit her in the whip found out she's a creamer
Still a charge a nigga for a feature
Still in the hood servin' plates and bowls
Bowls and plates
All the same shit heat for the 2-8
Money got me thinking that I'm 2 faced
Fuck it I lay don't beat this case
Telling on me only ends one way
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
I'm good in the hood niggas know they can't count up
12 still looking and you know they ain't found us
Straight drop so you know that it ain't wound up
Show you niggas how to get your clout up
You know how I'm coming 10 toes I'm solid
Money can't fit in no wallet
Smoking that zaza exotic
Pourin up a 6 Ben Wallace
Wassup wit' my peoples
I tell my lil bitch you can leave I don't need you
I don't fuck with no leeches
In the trap where it's at I ain't sitting beaches
I will come and see you
All you gotta do is give me a reason
I feel like a wizard
Bitch I been ballin Gilbert Arenas
Lawyer said the case was open
Close that case
Drop 19 for them Os
Sold them plates
Can't name a nigga that I owe
Credit straight
Shoot 'em in the back at night Oh
Ricky Late
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
How hoes be the reason that you niggas don't like me
My last stick dirty from him thinking he'd fight me
Smoke in the air with my name in the middle
Off 3 pills racks ain't taking that lightly
Fuck her like I love her ain't making her wifey
Bad bitch begging me, pull up and pipe me
Whole lot of money for a nigga got icy
Whole lot of ammo if you'd think that you'd try me
Got ya hoe creeping if you thinking you seen her
Gotta keep a mop like cleaners
Gotta keep a racket Serena
Got felonies got misdemeanors
Wanna new Bentley ended up in a Beamer
Spilled my lean in the whip out the liter
Hit her in the whip found out she's a creamer
Still a charge a nigga for a feature
Still in the hood servin' plates and bowls
Bowls and plates
All the same shit heat for the 2-8
Money got me thinking that I'm 2 faced
Fuck it I lay don't beat this case
Telling on me only ends one way
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
I'm good in the hood niggas know they can't count up
12 still looking and you know they ain't found us
Straight drop so you know that it ain't wound up
Show you niggas how to get your clout up
You know how I'm coming 10 toes I'm solid
Money can't fit in no wallet
Smoking that zaza exotic
Pourin up a 6 Ben Wallace
Wassup wit' my peoples
I tell my lil bitch you can leave I don't need you
I don't fuck with no leeches
In the trap where it's at I ain't sitting beaches
I will come and see you
All you gotta do is give me a reason
I feel like a wizard
Bitch I been ballin Gilbert Arenas
Lawyer said the case was open
Close that case
Drop 19 for them Os
Sold them plates
Can't name a nigga that I owe
Credit straight
Shoot 'em in the back at night Oh
Ricky Late
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
What good is the fame if you niggas can't count up?
Boy ya don't know shit bout us
Got it out the mud from the ground up
Stack that paper till the hills where we wound up,
What good is the money if you niggas ain't spending?
Spend a lot of racks I'm trending
Gotta hood Forbes? I'm in it
This paper ain't got no limit
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