GetRichZay - Large Amount lyrics
[GetRichZay - Large Amount lyrics]
Six (Six)
Bitch, you ain't gang, you can't hang
Straight like that (Straight like that)
I don't give a fuck how no nigga feel
(How no nigga feel) on my mama (On my mama)
Ayy, one phone call, bitch
I'm bringin' the stack out (Come on)
Ayy, they need to free the whole gang, nigga
Let 'em out (Aight)
Ayy, nigga get hit with this Drac'
Now he checkin' 'em
Ayy, up with them points, 62's
I'll stretch 'em out (Ayy)
Look at my bank account, bit'
That's a large amount flip crash out, bitch
You know I'ma bond 'em out (Skrrt)
Opp block past, bitch
You know I'ma bond 'em out (Skrrt)
Ayy, I send them Bos niggas
Right to your momma house (Boom)
Ayy, six shit, you know what up with us
(Come on)
Ayy, ARP chop, that boy do a double back
(Get here) ayy, if I go broke, bitch
You know I'ma run it up
Niggas ain't runnin' up 'cause
They ain't dumb enough
Niggas be bitches, they ain't even like that
Fuck with onе time
Then I give thе bitch right back (Uh)
Ayy, back to that bread, bitch
You know I can sign track
Ayy, last nigga down
Where the fuck was his iron at?
I don't know (I don't know)
Should've had the bitch on when
He walked in the store
Playin' games with us, bitch
Got the drop from his ho
Bitch, it's Headshot Gang
We take off niggas' fore' (Boom)
Talkin' that shit, he got hit, he a ghost
(What else?) we gon' slide through the
(Shh)
We gon' straight to the South (Come on)
Niggas ain't outside, bitch
It must be a drought
We gon' lay on his crib
We don't shoot up no house (What else?)
Ayy, one phone call, bitch
I'm bringin' the stack out (Come on)
Ayy, they need to free the whole gang, nigga
Let 'em out (Gang)
Ayy, nigga get hit with this Drac'
Now he checkin' 'em
Ayy, up with them points, 62's
I'll stretch 'em out (Ayy)
Look at my bank account, bit'
That's a large amount flip crash out, bitch
You know I'ma bond 'em out (Skrrt)
Opp block past, bitch
You know I'ma bond 'em out
Ayy, I send them Bos niggas
Right to your momma house (Come on)
Ayy, six shit, you know what up with us
Ayy, ARP chop, that boy do a double back
Ayy, if I go broke, bitch
You know I'ma run it up
Niggas ain't runnin' up 'cause
They ain't dumb enough
Niggas be bitches, they ain't even like that
Fuck with one time
Then I give the bitch right back
Ayy, back to that bread, bitch
You know I can sign track
Ayy, last nigga down
Where the fuck was his iron at?
Aight