Baby Money - N Da Streetz lyrics

Ayy, don't put that in my vlog
Y'all got me fucked up
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

Yeah, I was just sittin' in the hole like
"How it's lookin' in the streets?"
All the opps turn vegan when
You cookin' up the beef
Heard she got her body done
Still lookin' like a freak
Yeah, her ass might be new
But that pussy still weak
Yeah, the Cookie still cheap
Exotic sellin' high i done made my own wave
Tell 'em I'm just sailin' by
You wanna make your own lane
Go and buy a scale and cop
I'm a chemist in the kitchen
Seen thе powder turn to rock

I rock Prada to my socks
Put extensions on my Glock
Camе through Lam' truck
Put attention on the block
They love what you do for 'em
'til you put inside that box
Once you gone, then it's bye
They forget about a lot
Ain't nothin' changed yet
Ask 'em do they feel my pain yet?
Thought I was rookie
Then they seen a nigga came vet
We from two different states
Bang the same set hustle in the same town
Ain't got the same cash
You lose your value bustdown
Ain't nothin' plain crash
You did some snake shit to me
I can't change that
I'd rather stay away from you
With your lame ass
I should've seen that shit comin'
I just blamed Nash

Yeah, I was just sittin' in the hole like
"How it's lookin' in the streets?"
All the opps turn vegan when
You cookin' up the beef
Heard she got her body done
Still lookin' like a freak
Yeah, her ass might be new
But that pussy still weak
Yeah, the Cookie still cheap
Exotic sellin' high i done made my own wave
Tell 'em I'm just sailin' by
You wanna make your own lane
Go and buy a scale and cop
I'm a chemist in the kitchen
Seen the powder turn to rock

I made thousands in my Crocs
Swing my chopper like I'm Ox
Put a ladder in the trenches and
Start climbin' to the top
I seen you on the other side
Let me find out you an opp
We gon' raise the murder rate when
We find out niggas' block
Ain't got a chain yet, nigga
You ain't caught a stain yet
You would thought we left somethin'
How we came back
Spit the pistol out the window
This a rain check keep on drippin'
I was fly before the plane left
Four links, three Cubans on the same neck
I'm black hearted
I hit three bitches with the same text
Bitch, I'm young and I'm rich
In the same breath
This 308'll make the whip look
Like a train wreck

Yeah, I was just sittin' in the hole like
"How it's lookin' in the streets?"
All the opps turn vegan when
You cookin' up the beef
Heard she got her body done
Still lookin' like a freak
Yeah, her ass might be new
But that pussy still weak
Yeah, the Cookie still cheap
Exotic sellin' high i done made my own wave
Tell 'em I'm just sailin' by
You wanna make your own lane
Go and buy a scale and cop
I'm a chemist in the kitchen
Seen the powder turn to rock