"NEIGHBORHOOD SUPPLIER" lyrics
(feat. Stunna 4 Vegas)
(FreshDuzIt)
Yeah, yeah
Tell a hoe I'm too raw
Brodie got tight cuz a nigga like me piped his stepsister
Nigga get the fuck off
You cannot walk in my section cuz I am a big stepper
Never ran by a boss, I never had a job, I don't know how to use Swiffer's
And I don't say "Miss"
And I got them blicks for gorillas (For gorillas)
Bitch I put the B in beast mode
And without it I still be in east mode
You can catch me all over the east coast
Fucking around having bitches on me, hoe
Mixing up the Quavo no migo
No disrespect to the Migos
Got Chanel-y I know you can see hoe
Got them foreign bitches they illegal
Had to Jugg all through the hood
You ain't fuckin' with me understood, bitch
I been stacking them racks as I should, bitch
Whippin' up like I'm Pablo no Hoodrich
Imma treat her like a dog I don't bullshit
Been here before, I does this
I got them ounces whatever you wanted nigga
Hunnid pounds of that good shit
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke, you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring 'em home, Imma hire
Bitch Imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck up your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they drug addicts
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke, you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring 'em home, Imma hire
Bitch Imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck up your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they drug addicts
Bitch I'm a boss I get ya off
I get to lettin' that glizzy off
Put cake on his head if he piss me off
Ayy I'm really tryna get rid of ya'll
I'm the party they know how I set it off
I really live what I be telling ya'll
Can't nobody do it better dawg
Killing arenas I ain't playin' basketball
I think I'm Michael Myers, somebody dying
Bullets flying, talk out his top take off his mind
Bust the face can't tell the time
Bust in her face, tell her she mine
Bro bust the K won't drop a dime
I went bought more fire when I signed
But I bought 'em back to the hood
Yeah you know I'm still in the hood bitch
That one way bought gun play or you can come get you some good shit
We gang bang I'm 9 trey, but my nigga big Crip
Stick talk them shits speak, I send a blitz and get a nigga whip flipped
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke, you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring 'em home, Imma hire
Bitch Imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck up your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they drug addicts
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke, you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring 'em home, Imma hire
Bitch Imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck up your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they drug addicts
Yeah, yeah
Tell a hoe I'm too raw
Brodie got tight cuz a nigga like me piped his stepsister
Nigga get the fuck off
You cannot walk in my section cuz I am a big stepper
Never ran by a boss, I never had a job, I don't know how to use Swiffer's
And I don't say "Miss"
And I got them blicks for gorillas (For gorillas)
Bitch I put the B in beast mode
And without it I still be in east mode
You can catch me all over the east coast
Fucking around having bitches on me, hoe
Mixing up the Quavo no migo
No disrespect to the Migos
Got Chanel-y I know you can see hoe
Got them foreign bitches they illegal
Had to Jugg all through the hood
You ain't fuckin' with me understood, bitch
I been stacking them racks as I should, bitch
Whippin' up like I'm Pablo no Hoodrich
Imma treat her like a dog I don't bullshit
Been here before, I does this
I got them ounces whatever you wanted nigga
Hunnid pounds of that good shit
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke, you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring 'em home, Imma hire
Bitch Imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck up your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they drug addicts
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke, you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring 'em home, Imma hire
Bitch Imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck up your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they drug addicts
Bitch I'm a boss I get ya off
I get to lettin' that glizzy off
Put cake on his head if he piss me off
Ayy I'm really tryna get rid of ya'll
I'm the party they know how I set it off
I really live what I be telling ya'll
Can't nobody do it better dawg
Killing arenas I ain't playin' basketball
I think I'm Michael Myers, somebody dying
Bullets flying, talk out his top take off his mind
Bust the face can't tell the time
Bust in her face, tell her she mine
Bro bust the K won't drop a dime
I went bought more fire when I signed
But I bought 'em back to the hood
Yeah you know I'm still in the hood bitch
That one way bought gun play or you can come get you some good shit
We gang bang I'm 9 trey, but my nigga big Crip
Stick talk them shits speak, I send a blitz and get a nigga whip flipped
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke, you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring 'em home, Imma hire
Bitch Imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck up your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they drug addicts
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke, you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring 'em home, Imma hire
Bitch Imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck up your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they drug addicts
Writer(s): Sebastian Lopez, Darzell Triplett, Justin Baez
