"WEST MEMPHIS" lyrics
(This ain't YouTube, this a Frenchie type beat)
Yeah
Uh, uh, yeah
Let me start off by sayin' welcome to the kitchen
Grown folks in here allowed, ain't no kids in it
Nigga, we ain't fuckin' with you 'cause we know you known for switchin'
Mama told me stay out the way, I was always in it
I ain't arguin' 'bout my prices, ain't no bargain, nigga
I ain't arguin' 'bout no dope, nigga, we all sell it
If the police come and get you, promise me you'll never tell it
Fatt take niggas' clientele, he sell real Februarys (Twenty-eight)
What type of hoin' is you? If the police come, would you tell it?
I had to crank the Hellcat 'cause, ho, I'm fly, I'm Frenchie
We know he ain't in the streets for real, his mama in his business
That nigga didn't want the beef for real, he put his baby mama in it
She say she ain't never been fucked like this, Loaf business
This young nigga poppin' big shit, where he from? West Memphis
Two hundred thousand on my neck, twenty in my britches
I can see me now, in twelve months, shows two-fifty
I just paid twelve hundred for this coat, hope a rain drop don't hit it
I don't want no creases in these new Forces, so I move stiffly
Put that BBL pussy on me, dick hard than a bitch
I got smoke with my whole city so I move swiftly
Real big-boy F&N, blue tips in 'em
She don't wanna lose me, I'm a six-figure young nigga
I'm a big figure, I'm a real model-ho puller
Rich young nigga, but I'm a real grown-ho getter
Every time you hear me say, "Yeah," nigga, I'm finna kill it
Me and Bagg left the guns 'cause we slidin' bulletproof, nigga
'Member them hoes didn't wanna fuck, went and got my motion bigger
I be talkin' shit, she said, "They can't do it like you, nigga"
I had dope before this deal, still got it, nigga
Told my mama don't worry 'bout no bills 'cause I got 'em, nigga
I was still the realest, but my pockets ain't have nothin' in 'em
Just wanna ride that Maybach truck to feel the hydraulics in 'em
Finna buy a Hellcat to put nothin' but foxes in 'em
It's steps to this shit, when the foxes in the den, them switches in 'em
Pat him down before he hit this door, heard he a confidential
If you find a wire on that bitch, put a bullet in him
And I be poppin' big shit with these bullets in me
Only way I'm done poppin' it if they fuckin' kill me
My nigga say if you catch one, God'll still forgive you
I just told this bitch stop playin' with me, ho, don't post them pictures
How you don't understand? Fatt Fox got all these niggas' bitches
My Russian ho just said, "I'm ready for you to sit down and make a commitment"
I just asked that ho, from here, how much a Russian plane ticket?
I don't give a fuck about the price, how I'm finna book it?
Late-night talks with ShotOff, he said, "Pop it, nigga"
Told lil' fox I got him three thousand if you pop him, nigga
Wanted to keep this shit a secret, but fuck it, Durk tried to get me
I want one million if I sign another deal, nigga
I ain't gon' lie, this year, nigga, I'm gettin' richer
On my life, I said it last year and I got richer
Yeah, nigga
Uh, yeah, yeah
You need to send that ho to Joe, fool
On Zai
Damn
Yeah
Uh, uh, yeah
Let me start off by sayin' welcome to the kitchen
Grown folks in here allowed, ain't no kids in it
Nigga, we ain't fuckin' with you 'cause we know you known for switchin'
Mama told me stay out the way, I was always in it
I ain't arguin' 'bout my prices, ain't no bargain, nigga
I ain't arguin' 'bout no dope, nigga, we all sell it
If the police come and get you, promise me you'll never tell it
Fatt take niggas' clientele, he sell real Februarys (Twenty-eight)
What type of hoin' is you? If the police come, would you tell it?
I had to crank the Hellcat 'cause, ho, I'm fly, I'm Frenchie
We know he ain't in the streets for real, his mama in his business
That nigga didn't want the beef for real, he put his baby mama in it
She say she ain't never been fucked like this, Loaf business
This young nigga poppin' big shit, where he from? West Memphis
Two hundred thousand on my neck, twenty in my britches
I can see me now, in twelve months, shows two-fifty
I just paid twelve hundred for this coat, hope a rain drop don't hit it
I don't want no creases in these new Forces, so I move stiffly
Put that BBL pussy on me, dick hard than a bitch
I got smoke with my whole city so I move swiftly
Real big-boy F&N, blue tips in 'em
She don't wanna lose me, I'm a six-figure young nigga
I'm a big figure, I'm a real model-ho puller
Rich young nigga, but I'm a real grown-ho getter
Every time you hear me say, "Yeah," nigga, I'm finna kill it
Me and Bagg left the guns 'cause we slidin' bulletproof, nigga
'Member them hoes didn't wanna fuck, went and got my motion bigger
I be talkin' shit, she said, "They can't do it like you, nigga"
I had dope before this deal, still got it, nigga
Told my mama don't worry 'bout no bills 'cause I got 'em, nigga
I was still the realest, but my pockets ain't have nothin' in 'em
Just wanna ride that Maybach truck to feel the hydraulics in 'em
Finna buy a Hellcat to put nothin' but foxes in 'em
It's steps to this shit, when the foxes in the den, them switches in 'em
Pat him down before he hit this door, heard he a confidential
If you find a wire on that bitch, put a bullet in him
And I be poppin' big shit with these bullets in me
Only way I'm done poppin' it if they fuckin' kill me
My nigga say if you catch one, God'll still forgive you
I just told this bitch stop playin' with me, ho, don't post them pictures
How you don't understand? Fatt Fox got all these niggas' bitches
My Russian ho just said, "I'm ready for you to sit down and make a commitment"
I just asked that ho, from here, how much a Russian plane ticket?
I don't give a fuck about the price, how I'm finna book it?
Late-night talks with ShotOff, he said, "Pop it, nigga"
Told lil' fox I got him three thousand if you pop him, nigga
Wanted to keep this shit a secret, but fuck it, Durk tried to get me
I want one million if I sign another deal, nigga
I ain't gon' lie, this year, nigga, I'm gettin' richer
On my life, I said it last year and I got richer
Yeah, nigga
Uh, yeah, yeah
You need to send that ho to Joe, fool
On Zai
Damn
