"Hit The Curb" lyrics

Uh, uh, uh
Uh, BD
Uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Hoo)

I'm in the streets every day, but my son be thinkin' I'm a fuckin' nerd (Trill)
What the fuck we talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout money? I play the same way with Ferg (Shh)
Nigga, I been havin' motion back then when bro was jookin' with G-Nerd
Day-ones don't matter, fuck 'em, I done cut off niggas playin', hit the curb (Tril)

Fuck, hit the curb 'fore I hit your curb, uh, uh
I don't call her ho, I say "lil' girl"
Every time she suck it, she hit the swirl
Diss the dead ain't cool, now you gotta lay in the hospital bed to take a shit
I peeped your game, shit weak, you always the victim when you in some shit
Number-one rule up in the trap, cut your phone off, bro 'nem in here with bricks
Matter fact, leave your phone in the car, man, this spot's a million dollars worth of shit
Try to play it raw, but I ain't worried 'bout shit
Hold on, new day, same shit
All the guns you see around got spent
All my guns' serial numbers got skinned
My nigga snatch any jewelry, come straight to me, knowin' BD gon' buy it
Give a fuck if you soccer, baseball, or football, the lackin' shit not allowed
I'm a maniac, the fans wasn't payin' attention, jumped in the crowd
I know you the brokest nigga sittin' in this room 'cause why you so fuckin' loud?
I'm rich for real, I can't do one child
I want ten (Hoo)
All this shit I'm poppin' can't be allowed
Diamonds smile, every teeth three thou'
Put the silencer on the MAC-11, it get so fuckin' loud
Put a fuckin' dress on like I'm slidin', they stole my last style
And it's a fuckin' chopper under this dresser, I up, I need it now
Uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Hoo)

I'm in the streets every day, but my son be thinkin' I'm a fuckin' nerd (Trill)
What the fuck we talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout money? I play the same way with Ferg (Shh)
Nigga, I been havin' motion back then when bro was jookin' with G-Nerd
Day-ones don't matter, fuck 'em, I done cut off niggas playin', hit the curb (Tril)