"Neva Been Average" lyrics
(feat. Slump6s)
(Yeah, yeah, pfft)
Had your hoe top me up after a long day (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, I put the B in the bank (Skrrt)
Ayy, BB on my ma'fucking waist, okay (Skrrt)
Ayy, I fucked on your bitch, okay
She wan' have my kids, okay (Okay, okay)
Had to chill on the Tris, okay (Okay)
(Zaytoven)
Diamond rocks, look at my fist, okay (Let's go)
I ran this shit up independently (What?)
I been had more guap than my enemies (Yeah)
I dropped that hoe, now that bitch dead to me (Bop)
I ain't answering questions, no Jeopardy!
Fuck out my way, lil' nigga get left
And that new SRT, it take off like a jet
I couldn't calculate how much I spend, but it's more than you make, that's a hundred percent
Fuck you mean? I ran up a check (Mean)
VETEMENT jeans, cost a stack (Yeah)
You can't see me when I pull up, all black
You broke, I'm rich, know that for a fact
Got this hoe on a leash, lil' bro take her back
I do not wan' have her heart in my hands (Heart in my hands)
VS1 diamonds on me and they dance (Oh yeah)
Keep a semi pointer on me like lens (Yeah)
I get them racks on my own, give a fuck 'bout a label, don't need no advance (Damn)
I ain't no dummy, I got a lil' money then I spent that shit right on land
Ayy, every time 6 poppin' out, need the Prada Chanel on my ma'fucking pants (Woah, woah, skrrt, skrrt)
Niggas don't wan' talk 'bout money 'cause 6 really quick to go back out them bands (Uh)
This bitch she wanna suck dick and I let her 'cause she got unlimited hands (Let's go, let's go, let's go)
Lil' bitch she wanna pull up to the function, I tell her come bring her lil' friends (Bring her lil' friends)
I'm in New York, I might link up with Lunch', and put grabba leaf all in my plans (Huh)
Ran up a milli' at sixteen, "The World is Ours" tat, put that shit on my hand (Damn)
Bullets they hot, they might give him a tan (Brr, boop)
600, but I fuck on 10's (Damn)
I was down bad, nigga, never again (What?)
A young nigga, went Cartier lens (Yeah)
Hop out the Scat', that do more than the dash (What?)
Put Louie V' right on my ass (What?)
Ayy, I might catch a lil' advance on the cash and spend this shit right up in Saks (Yeah)
No matter what they gon' say, never been average, they never could say I ain't have it (What?)
I fucked this bitch once, disappeared like it's magic, just granted her wish like Aladdin (Okay)
You say you love me, then my name, get it tatted
I'm done with this bitch, you can have it, ayy (Yeah)
Heard he want smoke, then them boys better match it 'cause all of my niggas 'bout action (C'mon, all about action)
Pfft, had your hoe top me up after a long day (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, I put the B in the bank (Skrrt)
Ayy, BB on my ma'fucking waist (Skrrt)
Ayy, I fucked on your bitch, okay (Okay)
She wan' have my kids, okay
Had to chill on the Tris, okay
Diamond rocks, look at my fist, okay (Look at my fist, okay)
I know I said what I said, bitch don't take it the wrong way (Wrong way)
Ayy, twin flippin' them bricks, okay (Brr, brr, okay)
That jugg finna hit, okay (Brr)
I turned that hoe all different ways
She just wanna see how I taste (She do)
I'm balling so hard, NBA
Ayy, I don't want the sex, give me face (Yeah, brr, brr, bop)
She on her knees, Colin Kaepernick (Bop)
I digress, hold up man I'm back in it (Bop)
I wear VETEMENT swag, ain't no jackin' this (Bop)
I'm like Kobe, the rock I ain't passin' this (Yeah)
I'm a ball hog, bitch ain't no passin' this
I eat good every day like I'm breakin' fast
My OG movin' weight just like Breaking Bad
I'm like, "What I can say just to make her mad?"
I ball hard like Tracy McGrady dad
Rock all white like crack in the 80's, man
I got chips on chips like I'm Brady, man
Niggas washed up, somethin' like AD, man
I never move with a fuckin' plan (Bop)
I told my brother to stick to the plan (Ayy)
Your bitch on my dick like a super fan
Just like Nike, told brother, "Let do it, man"
Bop, bop
Had your hoe top me up after a long day (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, I put the B in the bank (Skrrt)
Ayy, BB on my ma'fucking waist, okay (Skrrt)
Ayy, I fucked on your bitch, okay
She wan' have my kids, okay (Okay, okay)
Had to chill on the Tris, okay (Okay)
(Zaytoven)
Diamond rocks, look at my fist, okay (Let's go)
I ran this shit up independently (What?)
I been had more guap than my enemies (Yeah)
I dropped that hoe, now that bitch dead to me (Bop)
I ain't answering questions, no Jeopardy!
Fuck out my way, lil' nigga get left
And that new SRT, it take off like a jet
I couldn't calculate how much I spend, but it's more than you make, that's a hundred percent
Fuck you mean? I ran up a check (Mean)
VETEMENT jeans, cost a stack (Yeah)
You can't see me when I pull up, all black
You broke, I'm rich, know that for a fact
Got this hoe on a leash, lil' bro take her back
I do not wan' have her heart in my hands (Heart in my hands)
VS1 diamonds on me and they dance (Oh yeah)
Keep a semi pointer on me like lens (Yeah)
I get them racks on my own, give a fuck 'bout a label, don't need no advance (Damn)
I ain't no dummy, I got a lil' money then I spent that shit right on land
Ayy, every time 6 poppin' out, need the Prada Chanel on my ma'fucking pants (Woah, woah, skrrt, skrrt)
Niggas don't wan' talk 'bout money 'cause 6 really quick to go back out them bands (Uh)
This bitch she wanna suck dick and I let her 'cause she got unlimited hands (Let's go, let's go, let's go)
Lil' bitch she wanna pull up to the function, I tell her come bring her lil' friends (Bring her lil' friends)
I'm in New York, I might link up with Lunch', and put grabba leaf all in my plans (Huh)
Ran up a milli' at sixteen, "The World is Ours" tat, put that shit on my hand (Damn)
Bullets they hot, they might give him a tan (Brr, boop)
600, but I fuck on 10's (Damn)
I was down bad, nigga, never again (What?)
A young nigga, went Cartier lens (Yeah)
Hop out the Scat', that do more than the dash (What?)
Put Louie V' right on my ass (What?)
Ayy, I might catch a lil' advance on the cash and spend this shit right up in Saks (Yeah)
No matter what they gon' say, never been average, they never could say I ain't have it (What?)
I fucked this bitch once, disappeared like it's magic, just granted her wish like Aladdin (Okay)
You say you love me, then my name, get it tatted
I'm done with this bitch, you can have it, ayy (Yeah)
Heard he want smoke, then them boys better match it 'cause all of my niggas 'bout action (C'mon, all about action)
Pfft, had your hoe top me up after a long day (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, I put the B in the bank (Skrrt)
Ayy, BB on my ma'fucking waist (Skrrt)
Ayy, I fucked on your bitch, okay (Okay)
She wan' have my kids, okay
Had to chill on the Tris, okay
Diamond rocks, look at my fist, okay (Look at my fist, okay)
I know I said what I said, bitch don't take it the wrong way (Wrong way)
Ayy, twin flippin' them bricks, okay (Brr, brr, okay)
That jugg finna hit, okay (Brr)
I turned that hoe all different ways
She just wanna see how I taste (She do)
I'm balling so hard, NBA
Ayy, I don't want the sex, give me face (Yeah, brr, brr, bop)
She on her knees, Colin Kaepernick (Bop)
I digress, hold up man I'm back in it (Bop)
I wear VETEMENT swag, ain't no jackin' this (Bop)
I'm like Kobe, the rock I ain't passin' this (Yeah)
I'm a ball hog, bitch ain't no passin' this
I eat good every day like I'm breakin' fast
My OG movin' weight just like Breaking Bad
I'm like, "What I can say just to make her mad?"
I ball hard like Tracy McGrady dad
Rock all white like crack in the 80's, man
I got chips on chips like I'm Brady, man
Niggas washed up, somethin' like AD, man
I never move with a fuckin' plan (Bop)
I told my brother to stick to the plan (Ayy)
Your bitch on my dick like a super fan
Just like Nike, told brother, "Let do it, man"
Bop, bop
