"Neighborhood" lyrics
(feat. Lil Jairmy)
[Lil Jairmy:]
On the couch
Know it's heavy when I pour, fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce, yeah
Heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce (Fred On Em, yeah, uh)
Nigga, choppers on the door, by the door and on the couch (Uh)
I got choppers on the floor, I watch the door, sittin' on the couch
Know it's heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce
With so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin' count
Would've been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch
We so crazy with these flavors, nigga, it ain't no runnin' out
I save these pieces, I don't trade 'em, I keep new shit comin' out
Keep .223s for all these traitors, ain't no info leakin' out
At round tables with these labels, ain't 'bout millions, then I'm out, uh
I fuck 'round, hit her 'fore I bounce, jump right in and get right out
These niggas get jammed up and they talk, got me switchin' up my route
Just poured a pint up, me and Wock', ain't even much posted no drank for clout
What I just fucked up in a month same shit these niggas be signin' 'bout
Spent two-fifty on a wristwatch, I'm the ones the feds watch
I fuck these hoes and pill pop, my Backwoods strong like Hancock
I sell my dope on any block, I fuck that ho and I wear it out
My diamonds, they dance, they Milly Rock, whole million in diamonds, I wear it out
[Sauce Walka:]
My diamonds be jiggin', but my jeweler not Louisiana
Wasted plenty millions mixin' A&W and Fanta
Cocaine bunnies, I ain't have to use the Arm & Hammer
Had to spray that— on the mail, lil' bro in the slammer
How many niggas did the shit that I did? (Ayy)
How many niggas did the shit that I did? (Ayy)
Started with them lil' racks, and then it got big
How many niggas did the shit that I did?
Posted in Miami with iguanas
Baddies in the swimming pool, they just got up out my sauna
Me and Jairmy pourin' Wockhardt in the East, we doin' numbers
Swangin' up the Ship Channel, ten cars, twenty thumpers
Corporate street nigga, buy a mansion off of credit
Five houses in my name, it ain't shit for me to sell it
We got blocks, no cocaine, just some pints of purple jelly
Throw lil' mama on her belly, then I sauce up her spaghetti, she ain't ready
[Lil Jairmy:]
I got choppers on the floor, I watch the door, sittin' on the couch
Know it's heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce
With so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin' count
Would've been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch
We so crazy with these flavors, nigga, it ain't no runnin' out
I save these pieces, I don't trade 'em, I keep new shit comin' out
Keep .223s for all these traitors, ain't no info leakin' out
At round tables with these labels, ain't 'bout millions, then I'm out, uh
I got choppers on the floor, I watch the door, sittin'— couch— couch
Know it's heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce
With so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin' count
Would've been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch
Crazy— crazy— flavors— flavors, nigga, it ain't no runnin' out
I save these pieces, I don't trade 'em, I keep new shit comin' out
Keep— 3s for all— 3s for all these traitors, ain't no info leakin' out
At— tables— tables— labels— labels, ain't 'bout millions, then I'm out, uh
On the couch
Know it's heavy when I pour, fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce, yeah
Heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce (Fred On Em, yeah, uh)
Nigga, choppers on the door, by the door and on the couch (Uh)
I got choppers on the floor, I watch the door, sittin' on the couch
Know it's heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce
With so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin' count
Would've been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch
We so crazy with these flavors, nigga, it ain't no runnin' out
I save these pieces, I don't trade 'em, I keep new shit comin' out
Keep .223s for all these traitors, ain't no info leakin' out
At round tables with these labels, ain't 'bout millions, then I'm out, uh
I fuck 'round, hit her 'fore I bounce, jump right in and get right out
These niggas get jammed up and they talk, got me switchin' up my route
Just poured a pint up, me and Wock', ain't even much posted no drank for clout
What I just fucked up in a month same shit these niggas be signin' 'bout
Spent two-fifty on a wristwatch, I'm the ones the feds watch
I fuck these hoes and pill pop, my Backwoods strong like Hancock
I sell my dope on any block, I fuck that ho and I wear it out
My diamonds, they dance, they Milly Rock, whole million in diamonds, I wear it out
[Sauce Walka:]
My diamonds be jiggin', but my jeweler not Louisiana
Wasted plenty millions mixin' A&W and Fanta
Cocaine bunnies, I ain't have to use the Arm & Hammer
Had to spray that— on the mail, lil' bro in the slammer
How many niggas did the shit that I did? (Ayy)
How many niggas did the shit that I did? (Ayy)
Started with them lil' racks, and then it got big
How many niggas did the shit that I did?
Posted in Miami with iguanas
Baddies in the swimming pool, they just got up out my sauna
Me and Jairmy pourin' Wockhardt in the East, we doin' numbers
Swangin' up the Ship Channel, ten cars, twenty thumpers
Corporate street nigga, buy a mansion off of credit
Five houses in my name, it ain't shit for me to sell it
We got blocks, no cocaine, just some pints of purple jelly
Throw lil' mama on her belly, then I sauce up her spaghetti, she ain't ready
[Lil Jairmy:]
I got choppers on the floor, I watch the door, sittin' on the couch
Know it's heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce
With so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin' count
Would've been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch
We so crazy with these flavors, nigga, it ain't no runnin' out
I save these pieces, I don't trade 'em, I keep new shit comin' out
Keep .223s for all these traitors, ain't no info leakin' out
At round tables with these labels, ain't 'bout millions, then I'm out, uh
I got choppers on the floor, I watch the door, sittin'— couch— couch
Know it's heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce
With so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin' count
Would've been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch
Crazy— crazy— flavors— flavors, nigga, it ain't no runnin' out
I save these pieces, I don't trade 'em, I keep new shit comin' out
Keep— 3s for all— 3s for all these traitors, ain't no info leakin' out
At— tables— tables— labels— labels, ain't 'bout millions, then I'm out, uh
