Fly-Ty, Cap-1, Juelz Santana - Usher Raymond lyrics

Yeah, these niggas out here ain't right
Y'all they out here singin'
Fly Ty, y'all know what it is
Fly Ty, what up

30, 000 on my wrist, fuck you saying?
Count the cash at the lot, no complaining
Pussy niggas pointing fingers
At my arrangement
They out here singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond
Usher Raymond, Usher Raymond
These niggas singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond
Usher Raymond, Usher Raymond
These niggas singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond

30, 000, all twenties, blew that on one watch
100 bands, all hundreds
Blew that on one drop


Five bricks, broke down
Sold that on one block
Those Taj Mahals go for ten dollars
One color on one block
Play around with Fly money
A nigga must wanna die money
I'ma get rich or die trying
Put that on Sha Money
Did fifteen, came home
Ball hard like I never left
In the town house, on Lenox
Road, made with it, and the chef
It's Fly Ty, know the name, I get money
Know the game
I trip poppy, one call, he bring mo' trucks
Queens nigga, ballin' hard, my gear
Slow bucks balenciagas on my feet
Fly Ty don't walk cheap

30, 000 on my wrist, fuck you saying?
Count the cash at the lot, no complaining
Pussy niggas pointing fingers
At my arrangement
They out here singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond
Usher Raymond, Usher Raymond
These niggas singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond
Usher Raymond, Usher Raymond
These niggas singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond

A hundred bricks gone out of room service
Any bitch seen with me
She's 'bout to serve her purpose
Flat foot pimpin', I don't have feelings
Pulled up to the club, I don't have a ceiling
200 K large, 'bout to Instagram it
With my centerfold bitch
She 'bout as thick as Janet
These niggas singing songs
Niggas Usher Raymond
How the fuck you pull that bitch?
These niggas must be payin'
I don't pay that bitch shit
Barely pay attention
Tryna whip that new Mercedes
That's my favorite engine
Shouts out to my real
Niggas, steak sauce sweet, a1
Only fuck with the bossest bitches
First deals when that yay come
Run around with them shooters
Nigga, my young niggas
They'll shake something
And these niggas singing in paper work, you
Don't like me nigga, then say something
I'm gone
30, 000 on my wrist, fuck you saying?
Count the cash at the lot, no complaining
Pussy niggas pointing fingers
At my arrangement
They out here singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond
Usher Raymond, Usher Raymond
These niggas singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond
Usher Raymond, Usher Raymond
These niggas singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond

These niggas be singing, tell 'em hold up
That mac barrel look like doughnut
From Chiraq back to New York
One nigga get smoked like Newport
Head shot full of veg, that red dot
Red beams on his face like red hot
Got a couple young niggas with dreadlocks
Rob me, bullets flying through dreadlocks
Ask about me, I'm 'bout that life
Change niggas and I won't think twice
These niggas, they snitch, they mice
Gave my nigga Young Cory life

No new niggas, no tellin'
LV on my feet, they illin'
Big Rollie on, we chillin'
My youngins shoot like barren
I got that D spot jammin'
My youngins shoot like Kevin
I got that D spot jammin'
I got it by the weight, I'm never changin'
And I gotta stay low, I see Usher Raymond
30, 000 on my wrist, fuck you saying?
Count the cash at the lot, no complaining
Pussy niggas pointing fingers
At my arrangement
They out here singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond
Usher Raymond, Usher Raymond
These niggas singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond
Usher Raymond, Usher Raymond
These niggas singing in these
Streets like Usher Raymond