Studio Grind!
(We in the stu)
(We start gotta see that shit through)
(If I gotta problem with you)
(That choppa go boom, boom, boom, boom)
(That choppa go boom, boom, boom, boom)
Yeah! Uh! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Ay!
Huh? Ay! (Brrrr) Woo u-up, Yeah uh!
We in the stu
We start gotta see that shit through
If I gotta problem with you
I'm making it rain
The choppa go boom, boom, boom, boom (Oh yeah)
The choppa gon' fuck up the room
The tick on my shoes
And I cannot lose
I'm stacking my bread
Give some to my crew
What's up in they heads? Why they talking rude?
See me got 40 bottles of that juice (Pour it up)
See me in public they don't got a clue
It ain't nothing new (They cannot get through)
It ain't nothing new, I know
I get money the blue, I know
Cooped up in the stu, I know
I got hits everywhere that is true, I know
I got diamonds and jewels, I know
Bring my homie too, I know
Spread love like a flu, I know
They be asking 'bout me, who you my bro? (Who?)
Ay, ay, show me love (Ay, boaw)
Show me love! Show me love, show me love
Show me love (Ay, boaw, ay)
Ay, yeah, Rockstar!
Uh, uh
We going wild in the city get fancy
Me n' my niggas we doing the dancy
We getting jiggy see me with the branding
I can't wait till my niggas get to landing
Uh, show me love
Hop in a Rari, hop in a Phantom
I was on top and then he threw a tantrum
Baby! Huh! Ha!
(Ha, ha!)
Niggas be pussy capping for attention (Pussy)
He wanna play I put him in detention
Put you on top I didn't get a mention (Like, what)
All of this music shit is causing tension
Three on his head and then we gonna bench him
Pull up with blickys and we gonna drench him
We in the stu
We start gotta see that shit through
If I gotta problem with you
I'm making it rain
The choppa go boom, boom, boom, boom (Oh yeah)
The choppa gon' fuck up the room
The tick on my shoes
And I cannot lose
I'm stacking my bread
Give some to my crew
What's up in they heads? Why they talking rude?
See me got 40 bottles of that juice (Pour it up)
Hunnid bands on the tabletop
I got haters but they cannot stay with us
I got bands but I'm tryna double up
I got people that really look up to us
And you know I keep shiny I never rust
And we keeping it clean taking off the dust
And you know I keep shiny I never rust
And we keeping it clean taking off the dust
We on top
Like CJ feeling my bop
(Bop, bop, bop, bop) Yeah, yeah
Send us the drop (Send it already)
Send us the addy we hop in the Caddy
We dropping the top (dropping the top)
TeeKay get busy, we totin' the glizzy RIP Pop (RIP the Woo)
We in the stu
We start gotta see that shit through
If I gotta problem with you
I'm making it rain
The choppa go boom, boom, boom, boom (Oh yeah)
The choppa gon' fuck up the room
The tick on my shoes
And I cannot lose
I'm stacking my bread
Give some to my crew
What's up in they heads? Why they talking rude?
See me got 40 bottles of that juice (Pour it up)
See me in public they don't got a clue
It ain't nothing new (They cannot get through)
It ain't nothing new, I know
I get money the blue, I know
Cooped up in the stu, I know
I got hits everywhere that is true, I know
I got diamonds and jewels, I know
Bring my homie too, I know
Spread love like a flu, I know
They be asking 'bout me, who you my bro? (Who?)
(We start gotta see that shit through)
(If I gotta problem with you)
(That choppa go boom, boom, boom, boom)
(That choppa go boom, boom, boom, boom)
Yeah! Uh! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Ay!
Huh? Ay! (Brrrr) Woo u-up, Yeah uh!
We in the stu
We start gotta see that shit through
If I gotta problem with you
I'm making it rain
The choppa go boom, boom, boom, boom (Oh yeah)
The choppa gon' fuck up the room
The tick on my shoes
And I cannot lose
I'm stacking my bread
Give some to my crew
What's up in they heads? Why they talking rude?
See me got 40 bottles of that juice (Pour it up)
See me in public they don't got a clue
It ain't nothing new (They cannot get through)
It ain't nothing new, I know
I get money the blue, I know
Cooped up in the stu, I know
I got hits everywhere that is true, I know
I got diamonds and jewels, I know
Bring my homie too, I know
Spread love like a flu, I know
They be asking 'bout me, who you my bro? (Who?)
Ay, ay, show me love (Ay, boaw)
Show me love! Show me love, show me love
Show me love (Ay, boaw, ay)
Ay, yeah, Rockstar!
Uh, uh
We going wild in the city get fancy
Me n' my niggas we doing the dancy
We getting jiggy see me with the branding
I can't wait till my niggas get to landing
Uh, show me love
Hop in a Rari, hop in a Phantom
I was on top and then he threw a tantrum
Baby! Huh! Ha!
(Ha, ha!)
Niggas be pussy capping for attention (Pussy)
He wanna play I put him in detention
Put you on top I didn't get a mention (Like, what)
All of this music shit is causing tension
Three on his head and then we gonna bench him
Pull up with blickys and we gonna drench him
We in the stu
We start gotta see that shit through
If I gotta problem with you
I'm making it rain
The choppa go boom, boom, boom, boom (Oh yeah)
The choppa gon' fuck up the room
The tick on my shoes
And I cannot lose
I'm stacking my bread
Give some to my crew
What's up in they heads? Why they talking rude?
See me got 40 bottles of that juice (Pour it up)
Hunnid bands on the tabletop
I got haters but they cannot stay with us
I got bands but I'm tryna double up
I got people that really look up to us
And you know I keep shiny I never rust
And we keeping it clean taking off the dust
And you know I keep shiny I never rust
And we keeping it clean taking off the dust
We on top
Like CJ feeling my bop
(Bop, bop, bop, bop) Yeah, yeah
Send us the drop (Send it already)
Send us the addy we hop in the Caddy
We dropping the top (dropping the top)
TeeKay get busy, we totin' the glizzy RIP Pop (RIP the Woo)
We in the stu
We start gotta see that shit through
If I gotta problem with you
I'm making it rain
The choppa go boom, boom, boom, boom (Oh yeah)
The choppa gon' fuck up the room
The tick on my shoes
And I cannot lose
I'm stacking my bread
Give some to my crew
What's up in they heads? Why they talking rude?
See me got 40 bottles of that juice (Pour it up)
See me in public they don't got a clue
It ain't nothing new (They cannot get through)
It ain't nothing new, I know
I get money the blue, I know
Cooped up in the stu, I know
I got hits everywhere that is true, I know
I got diamonds and jewels, I know
Bring my homie too, I know
Spread love like a flu, I know
They be asking 'bout me, who you my bro? (Who?)
Credits
Writer(s): Farouk Ghazal, Tahir Kamaldien
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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