New Jack City
Money come first
Bitches come last
I ain't thinking bout no hoe bitch I'm focused on a bag
(Elwood pulling up)
Unhuh
Huh
(Can you turn this up?)
Made a quick 10 just stopping in the Tenn
Looking for some fiends I ain't looking fa no friends
If I hear yo state green then that bitch getting hit
Won't do shit bout no money niggas die bouta bitch
Unk used to slap bricks now he wholesale cribs
I don't know who you know you can't know where I live
Walking round this bitch tripping it's a house on my wrist
Yeah they see I gotta bag but my life behind tint
100 pros on the flo, 50 bows in the air
Need to take yo ass if you in this bitch scared
Run across a nigga like me that shit rare
Five thousand dollar fit you can't wear what I wear
Bussed down the AP had to change the aesthetics
Getting tired of this bitch think I'm finna drop Patek
Or a presidential Roley tell em put me on the ballot
Gross 10 everyday tell me what you niggas average
Took Ls but I bounced back from em
A dolla is a dolla I don't knock no hustle
Feel free to hit my line if you tryna cop something
All my niggas clumsy yeah they quick to drop something
Took Ls but I bounced back from em
A dolla is a dolla I don't knock no hustle
Feel free to hit my line if you tryna cop something
All my niggas clumsy yeah they quick to drop
Boomerang wit these bitches yeah they all come back
When I'm chasing after money bitch I run a 4 flat
All my niggas stepping on shit like we in a frat
Nino Brown round this bitch all I know is New Jacks
Call these niggas Newports put squares in a pack
You was sitting on the porch when I got my feet wet
If you come a penny short gone head and keep that
All my dumps come wit pins fell in love wit keypads
Nigga gone get popped coming round this bitch plotting
Yeah these diamonds water niggas know that I'm solid
Put this shit on myself why the fuck I need a stylist
Yeah I hack shit when I check shit I'm fouling
Took Ls but I bounced back from em
A dolla is a dolla I don't knock no hustle
Feel free to hit my line if you tryna cop something
All my niggas clumsy yeah they quick to drop something
Took Ls but I bounced back from em
A dolla is a dolla I don't knock no hustle
Feel free to hit my line if you tryna cop something
All my niggas clumsy yeah they quick to drop
Bitches come last
I ain't thinking bout no hoe bitch I'm focused on a bag
(Elwood pulling up)
Unhuh
Huh
(Can you turn this up?)
Made a quick 10 just stopping in the Tenn
Looking for some fiends I ain't looking fa no friends
If I hear yo state green then that bitch getting hit
Won't do shit bout no money niggas die bouta bitch
Unk used to slap bricks now he wholesale cribs
I don't know who you know you can't know where I live
Walking round this bitch tripping it's a house on my wrist
Yeah they see I gotta bag but my life behind tint
100 pros on the flo, 50 bows in the air
Need to take yo ass if you in this bitch scared
Run across a nigga like me that shit rare
Five thousand dollar fit you can't wear what I wear
Bussed down the AP had to change the aesthetics
Getting tired of this bitch think I'm finna drop Patek
Or a presidential Roley tell em put me on the ballot
Gross 10 everyday tell me what you niggas average
Took Ls but I bounced back from em
A dolla is a dolla I don't knock no hustle
Feel free to hit my line if you tryna cop something
All my niggas clumsy yeah they quick to drop something
Took Ls but I bounced back from em
A dolla is a dolla I don't knock no hustle
Feel free to hit my line if you tryna cop something
All my niggas clumsy yeah they quick to drop
Boomerang wit these bitches yeah they all come back
When I'm chasing after money bitch I run a 4 flat
All my niggas stepping on shit like we in a frat
Nino Brown round this bitch all I know is New Jacks
Call these niggas Newports put squares in a pack
You was sitting on the porch when I got my feet wet
If you come a penny short gone head and keep that
All my dumps come wit pins fell in love wit keypads
Nigga gone get popped coming round this bitch plotting
Yeah these diamonds water niggas know that I'm solid
Put this shit on myself why the fuck I need a stylist
Yeah I hack shit when I check shit I'm fouling
Took Ls but I bounced back from em
A dolla is a dolla I don't knock no hustle
Feel free to hit my line if you tryna cop something
All my niggas clumsy yeah they quick to drop something
Took Ls but I bounced back from em
A dolla is a dolla I don't knock no hustle
Feel free to hit my line if you tryna cop something
All my niggas clumsy yeah they quick to drop
Credits
Writer(s): Jake Seigle, Richie Gibbs
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