"Sheed" lyrics
(feat. Nuk)
[Beno:]
(I got exotic pack)
Right
Shoppin', coppin'
Give me thirty-six for this brick of Sheed Wallace
Make this bad redbone bitch come, just profit
When she hit the road, come back, I give her [?] (Right)
Bitch
Bro spin around
This chopper make him stand up, yeah, for talkin' down
Turn around, turn around, yep, eighty thou'
I bought her ass for eigth thou', now she love me now
[Nuk:]
We ain't scared of M1s, we take that shit to trial
Bitch think she milkin' me, she better milk a cow
I got that puppy chow in, I sell it by the pound
I tell a bitch that I'm the one just like Harry Giles
I hit the road this month and I spent sixty thou'
All my shooters get excited when they empty out (Boy)
If you can't show me like three hustles, then you can't compete
I peeled a thirty off a hundred, know them cases beat
We got long money now
My fiends overdosin', that's what got the phone jumpin' now
These bitches all messy, I just let my hoes punch it out
They want me in the booth because they heard I'm roadrunnin' now
[Drego:]
Catch him out, gun him down
He think he know my hand, I'm in another town (I'm in another town)
I can flood your lane with dog or bring two hundred pounds
Run it back and forth on the road, I'm doin' suicides
Don't try to slide, we all sticked up, that shit suicide, boy
You ain't eatin'
You ain't really makin' noise (No)
I pull up hangin' out the window with that toy
I made at least two hundred thou' off this 'Droid
Bitch, I'm in and out the bank like I'm Lloyd (Like I'm Lloyd)
Drac' in my backpack, I never leave this bitch like Dora
I put G's on his head, but he don't play for Georgia
This shit real, this shit outside, I can't play it cordial
Can I hit it from the back and you let me record you?
[Beno:]
Swervin' through the hood, fillin' orders (Fillin' orders)
Yeah, the plug mad at me 'cause I'm fuckin' his daughter
Pussy good, I spoil her, countin' up a quarter
Get the bag, get it gone the same day, jump in that water
Rich shit, yeah, I'm trappin' in some Off-White Jordans
Ridin' 'round, yeah, she suck me while I look for oranges
[Nuk:]
I'ma hit it with this three, I ain't gon' try to force it (I ain't gon' try to force it)
Oh, you ain't heard I got more dog in than El Georgis?
I'ma drive the bag out, I leave it out for weeks
Meal prep the dog, and then I send it out with Pete
They wear no Gucci in a year, but still feel when niggas snakes
Lil' bro ain't got no kit, he just gon' wear the shit he take
You want a cold case? Hit 'em and throw 'em in a lake
Since niggas try to count us out, we just gon' throw it in they face
[Drego:]
(Boy) Ayy
I ain't gon' tryna count it out, I'm just gon' throw it in the safe
Hit a rap nigga with the Drac', turn preacher like he Ma$e
I'm from the hood, I came up hoopin', nigga, on a crate (Yeah)
She only see my bedroom, we never go on dates (We never go on dates)
I trap for real, boy, I make a thirty in a week
She say she got a man, I flash a roll, she wanna cheat
I'm tapped in in every state, don't think you out of reach
I had a bag in [?], it's time for Chesapeake
You never seen a half a mil', baby, take a peek
I be workin', makin' dollars, nigga, like I'm Reek
I probably hit it with a half for some extra cheese
Your nigga need to get a job, tryna be like me
Boy, I trap like the best, ain't tryna mimic me
When I look inside the mirror, all I see is Meech
The street full of ups and downs, this ain't for the weak
I'm out of town, out of bounds, sellin' uncle ice
I'm tryna get it wholesale if the price is right
(I got exotic pack)
Right
Shoppin', coppin'
Give me thirty-six for this brick of Sheed Wallace
Make this bad redbone bitch come, just profit
When she hit the road, come back, I give her [?] (Right)
Bitch
Bro spin around
This chopper make him stand up, yeah, for talkin' down
Turn around, turn around, yep, eighty thou'
I bought her ass for eigth thou', now she love me now
[Nuk:]
We ain't scared of M1s, we take that shit to trial
Bitch think she milkin' me, she better milk a cow
I got that puppy chow in, I sell it by the pound
I tell a bitch that I'm the one just like Harry Giles
I hit the road this month and I spent sixty thou'
All my shooters get excited when they empty out (Boy)
If you can't show me like three hustles, then you can't compete
I peeled a thirty off a hundred, know them cases beat
We got long money now
My fiends overdosin', that's what got the phone jumpin' now
These bitches all messy, I just let my hoes punch it out
They want me in the booth because they heard I'm roadrunnin' now
[Drego:]
Catch him out, gun him down
He think he know my hand, I'm in another town (I'm in another town)
I can flood your lane with dog or bring two hundred pounds
Run it back and forth on the road, I'm doin' suicides
Don't try to slide, we all sticked up, that shit suicide, boy
You ain't eatin'
You ain't really makin' noise (No)
I pull up hangin' out the window with that toy
I made at least two hundred thou' off this 'Droid
Bitch, I'm in and out the bank like I'm Lloyd (Like I'm Lloyd)
Drac' in my backpack, I never leave this bitch like Dora
I put G's on his head, but he don't play for Georgia
This shit real, this shit outside, I can't play it cordial
Can I hit it from the back and you let me record you?
[Beno:]
Swervin' through the hood, fillin' orders (Fillin' orders)
Yeah, the plug mad at me 'cause I'm fuckin' his daughter
Pussy good, I spoil her, countin' up a quarter
Get the bag, get it gone the same day, jump in that water
Rich shit, yeah, I'm trappin' in some Off-White Jordans
Ridin' 'round, yeah, she suck me while I look for oranges
[Nuk:]
I'ma hit it with this three, I ain't gon' try to force it (I ain't gon' try to force it)
Oh, you ain't heard I got more dog in than El Georgis?
I'ma drive the bag out, I leave it out for weeks
Meal prep the dog, and then I send it out with Pete
They wear no Gucci in a year, but still feel when niggas snakes
Lil' bro ain't got no kit, he just gon' wear the shit he take
You want a cold case? Hit 'em and throw 'em in a lake
Since niggas try to count us out, we just gon' throw it in they face
[Drego:]
(Boy) Ayy
I ain't gon' tryna count it out, I'm just gon' throw it in the safe
Hit a rap nigga with the Drac', turn preacher like he Ma$e
I'm from the hood, I came up hoopin', nigga, on a crate (Yeah)
She only see my bedroom, we never go on dates (We never go on dates)
I trap for real, boy, I make a thirty in a week
She say she got a man, I flash a roll, she wanna cheat
I'm tapped in in every state, don't think you out of reach
I had a bag in [?], it's time for Chesapeake
You never seen a half a mil', baby, take a peek
I be workin', makin' dollars, nigga, like I'm Reek
I probably hit it with a half for some extra cheese
Your nigga need to get a job, tryna be like me
Boy, I trap like the best, ain't tryna mimic me
When I look inside the mirror, all I see is Meech
The street full of ups and downs, this ain't for the weak
I'm out of town, out of bounds, sellin' uncle ice
I'm tryna get it wholesale if the price is right
