"Ghetto Ones" lyrics
Bitch
Yeah, I know how to sing too, nigga
Ayy
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, free the whole ghetto
Boyz ENT, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on
Bitch, I'm still talkin' crazy
God blessed me with a gift, I could talk to babies
Hundred-dollar three-five, I'm a walkin' eighthy
If I got a gun on me, then I'm walkin' crazy
I ain't really seen the opps, they been in coffins lately
Finna take my granny to the doc, she been coughin' crazy
At your bitch house with your son watchin' Boss Baby
Thousand blue hundreds at home, I'm a boss, baby
I don't fuck with the white, but I been off lately
Off-White on an off-night, the socks cost eighty
I ain't payin' three hundred a line, I'm finna call my auntie
Me and Cash matched a full glass and dissolved an eight-three
You probably don't know who I'm talkin' 'bout, you call him Stacy
Out in Burton stealin' niggas' fiends, sellin' balls for eighty
I would've went to jail and got life if dog ain't pay me
Chocolate bitch got some good pussy, let me call lil' baby
You only got one pocket full, let me call Lil Baby
I just ran across some cut that make the dog look cra—
I just ran across some cut that make the dog look crazy
AK sittin' on the front seat, it's all wood, baby
Yeah, it's all wood, baby
Yeah, ayy, it's all good, baby
And I'm in y'all hood crazy
With a four-five on me
Told Quonny meet me at the top and he died on me
My opps got superpowers, when I up the fire on him, he flied on me
Bro shot the nigga in his head when fired on me
In the cut, diamonds in the cross, so I'm walkin' with God on me
Fucked the bitch and stole somethin' out her purse, she went live on me
What she say?
She like, "Rio broke, he stole somethin' out my purse, and he fired on me"
Bitch, no, I'm not, I'm walkin' 'round with twenty, thirty thou' on me
She like, "I was in the driveway and he ain't come outside for me"
I'm like, "Duh, 'cause I was with your friend humpin' up and down on her"
She said her brother got Tourette's, I can't pull up with the loud motor
I'm like, "Bitch, I'm finna jump in this red Trackhawk and swoop down on you"
It ain't beef if we ain't rode around with K's and blew down on you
If you can move the shit fast, then I'll lay like two pounds on you
Yeah
Yeah, I know how to sing too, nigga
Ayy
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, free the whole ghetto
Boyz ENT, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on
Bitch, I'm still talkin' crazy
God blessed me with a gift, I could talk to babies
Hundred-dollar three-five, I'm a walkin' eighthy
If I got a gun on me, then I'm walkin' crazy
I ain't really seen the opps, they been in coffins lately
Finna take my granny to the doc, she been coughin' crazy
At your bitch house with your son watchin' Boss Baby
Thousand blue hundreds at home, I'm a boss, baby
I don't fuck with the white, but I been off lately
Off-White on an off-night, the socks cost eighty
I ain't payin' three hundred a line, I'm finna call my auntie
Me and Cash matched a full glass and dissolved an eight-three
You probably don't know who I'm talkin' 'bout, you call him Stacy
Out in Burton stealin' niggas' fiends, sellin' balls for eighty
I would've went to jail and got life if dog ain't pay me
Chocolate bitch got some good pussy, let me call lil' baby
You only got one pocket full, let me call Lil Baby
I just ran across some cut that make the dog look cra—
I just ran across some cut that make the dog look crazy
AK sittin' on the front seat, it's all wood, baby
Yeah, it's all wood, baby
Yeah, ayy, it's all good, baby
And I'm in y'all hood crazy
With a four-five on me
Told Quonny meet me at the top and he died on me
My opps got superpowers, when I up the fire on him, he flied on me
Bro shot the nigga in his head when fired on me
In the cut, diamonds in the cross, so I'm walkin' with God on me
Fucked the bitch and stole somethin' out her purse, she went live on me
What she say?
She like, "Rio broke, he stole somethin' out my purse, and he fired on me"
Bitch, no, I'm not, I'm walkin' 'round with twenty, thirty thou' on me
She like, "I was in the driveway and he ain't come outside for me"
I'm like, "Duh, 'cause I was with your friend humpin' up and down on her"
She said her brother got Tourette's, I can't pull up with the loud motor
I'm like, "Bitch, I'm finna jump in this red Trackhawk and swoop down on you"
It ain't beef if we ain't rode around with K's and blew down on you
If you can move the shit fast, then I'll lay like two pounds on you
Yeah
