"10Thou" lyrics
(feat. Ralfy the Plug)
(Hombre made the beat, damn it)
[1TakeJay:]
I make money, I make plays but my life wild
Fuck a referee, hit him with a TEC if he act wild
You ain't got no say-so on that block, why is you gettin' loud?
This for anybody who act the movement, show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me somethin'
Claimin' you a stepper, you need some new shoes
Police-ass nigga at the station givin' Blues Clues
We ain't doin' favors, [?], that's a lose-lose
Nigga did bunk, fuck it, throw him on the who's who
How the fuck you think talkin' ain't tellin'? You got loose screws
I don't want the fade, he on the [?] talkin' 'bout shoot twos
I guess me and Ben Franklin opps, I only shoot blues
I call you a lick, you just paid for my new shoes
I don't know why they call me 1Take, I got ten moves
I know who to call to fix a problem, he got 10 to
Playin' with me might seem fun, it ain't safe, though
I say fuck a hater, you ain't poppin' without hate, though
You fell in and found a hundred, where the bankrolls?
Stop lyin', bitch, I know the truth, R.I.P Drakeo
You ain't never broke on Sue Yung, you not an A hole
You ain't never poured a six in a Faygo
You the type to win a big prize, it's a halo
You the type to cuff some weak shit, I need Jaylo
I'm lovin' fine shit, you fine me wavoes
I make money, I make plays but my life wild
Fuck a referee, hit him with a TEC if he act wild
You ain't got no say-so on that block, why is you gettin' loud?
This for anybody who act the movement, show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me somethin'
[Ralfy the Plug:]
I can walk up in the bank and pull out a big pile
I can tell you ain't got no money, show me ten thousand
You gotta make me a believer, show me somethin'
Pull up in them back-to-back foreigns, they like, "Them trophies comin'"
I'm Houdini, bitch, I'd disappear like the police comin'
They don't even get behind us 'cause they know we runnin'
Fuck the opps, them niggas bums, they know we stuntin'
In the dark I'm still shinin' 'cause my Rollie bustin'
You cuffin' on them weak hoes and I know you trust 'em
I just cashed out of Neimans, I spent ten thousand
Nigga in the store and he ain't shoppin', he was just browsin'
These Givenchy play clothes, bitch, the 'fit childish
He in that old-ass whip and that bitch salvaged
We pullin' foreigns off the lot and they low mileage
Would they ever get some money? Don't count on it
He at the bank with a check but it bounced on him, the Plug
[1TakeJay:]
I make money, I make plays but my life wild
Fuck a referee, hit him with a TEC if he act wild
You ain't got no say-so on that block, why is you gettin' loud?
This for anybody who act the movement, show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me somethin'
Claimin' you a stepper, you need some new shoes
Police-ass nigga at the station givin' Blues Clues
We ain't doin' favors, [?], that's a lose-lose
Nigga did bunk, fuck it, throw him on the who's who
How the fuck you think talkin' ain't tellin'? You got loose screws
I don't want the fade, he on the [?] talkin' 'bout shoot twos
I guess me and Ben Franklin opps, I only shoot blues
I call you a lick, you just paid for my new shoes
I don't know why they call me 1Take, I got ten moves
I know who to call to fix a problem, he got 10 to
Playin' with me might seem fun, it ain't safe, though
I say fuck a hater, you ain't poppin' without hate, though
You fell in and found a hundred, where the bankrolls?
Stop lyin', bitch, I know the truth, R.I.P Drakeo
You ain't never broke on Sue Yung, you not an A hole
You ain't never poured a six in a Faygo
You the type to win a big prize, it's a halo
You the type to cuff some weak shit, I need Jaylo
I'm lovin' fine shit, you fine me wavoes
I make money, I make plays but my life wild
Fuck a referee, hit him with a TEC if he act wild
You ain't got no say-so on that block, why is you gettin' loud?
This for anybody who act the movement, show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me ten thou'
Show me somethin'
[Ralfy the Plug:]
I can walk up in the bank and pull out a big pile
I can tell you ain't got no money, show me ten thousand
You gotta make me a believer, show me somethin'
Pull up in them back-to-back foreigns, they like, "Them trophies comin'"
I'm Houdini, bitch, I'd disappear like the police comin'
They don't even get behind us 'cause they know we runnin'
Fuck the opps, them niggas bums, they know we stuntin'
In the dark I'm still shinin' 'cause my Rollie bustin'
You cuffin' on them weak hoes and I know you trust 'em
I just cashed out of Neimans, I spent ten thousand
Nigga in the store and he ain't shoppin', he was just browsin'
These Givenchy play clothes, bitch, the 'fit childish
He in that old-ass whip and that bitch salvaged
We pullin' foreigns off the lot and they low mileage
Would they ever get some money? Don't count on it
He at the bank with a check but it bounced on him, the Plug
