King Lil G - 1800 lyrics
[King Lil G - 1800 lyrics]
Goddamnit, Dupri
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
The police was trippin'
They kickin' down that door (yeah)
He just arrested my homeboy so
Now he sittin' in court
I know you keepin' it solid once
You walk up in that dorm (Ayy)
Gang related
And never folded if enemies want war (Ayy)
I'm sipping 1800 every time I go perform
I sent you five hundred 'cause I
Know you hitting that store
We was hitting them licks in
That blue Honda Accord
Had a scale, had the weed
Had them bars up in my drawer
Had these hoes sending hearts through
A text when they report
And I give 'em just a little bit
Of love but they want more
Understand I had nothing, it was grimy
I was poor
Now I'm staring at these diamonds, goddamn
They feel important
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
Smoke a blunt with me
I'ma take you to the sky smoking la la la
Smoke a blunt with me
I'ma take you to the sky smoking la la la
I been ruthless, back up on my Eazy E shit
I been cruising with my dawgs
They strapped to lunatic
Bitches calling my phone, talkin' 'bout, "G
Where'd you go?"
I been folding hundreds at the top
Relaxing in my zone
I was in Texas, I was in Vegas
I was with strippers at my location
You got an issue, we could arrange it
But they can't stop this elevation
I'm on the crib with elevators
I need a bitch to do me a favor
I love Gelato, that's my favorite
I need a loft in the skyscrapers
So I can chill, so I can flex
So I can show you this tat on my chest
So you can see that I'm smoking the best
So you can see how I'm fucking your ex
I'm a Southsider in a designer
Shirt made in Italy
I'm a Southsider, fuck your comments
I'm a Sucio mentally, yeah
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
(1800)
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
(1800)
Smoke a blunt with me
I'ma take you to the sky smoking la la la
Smoke a blunt with me
I'ma take you to the sky smoking la la la
Yeah, shout out to all my
Homeboys smoking motherfucking blunts
All my dawgs in the building
Smoking that jet fuel
Shout out my homeboy Stretch yeah, yeah
My big bro C, what's poppin'?
Told you to hit that blunt, but hit it light
That shit gon' get you high as fuck, yeah
Yeah ayy, you gon' call them bitches
Or what? Let's go
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
The police was trippin'
They kickin' down that door (yeah)
He just arrested my homeboy so
Now he sittin' in court
I know you keepin' it solid once
You walk up in that dorm (Ayy)
Gang related
And never folded if enemies want war (Ayy)
I'm sipping 1800 every time I go perform
I sent you five hundred 'cause I
Know you hitting that store
We was hitting them licks in
That blue Honda Accord
Had a scale, had the weed
Had them bars up in my drawer
Had these hoes sending hearts through
A text when they report
And I give 'em just a little bit
Of love but they want more
Understand I had nothing, it was grimy
I was poor
Now I'm staring at these diamonds, goddamn
They feel important
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
Smoke a blunt with me
I'ma take you to the sky smoking la la la
Smoke a blunt with me
I'ma take you to the sky smoking la la la
I been ruthless, back up on my Eazy E shit
I been cruising with my dawgs
They strapped to lunatic
Bitches calling my phone, talkin' 'bout, "G
Where'd you go?"
I been folding hundreds at the top
Relaxing in my zone
I was in Texas, I was in Vegas
I was with strippers at my location
You got an issue, we could arrange it
But they can't stop this elevation
I'm on the crib with elevators
I need a bitch to do me a favor
I love Gelato, that's my favorite
I need a loft in the skyscrapers
So I can chill, so I can flex
So I can show you this tat on my chest
So you can see that I'm smoking the best
So you can see how I'm fucking your ex
I'm a Southsider in a designer
Shirt made in Italy
I'm a Southsider, fuck your comments
I'm a Sucio mentally, yeah
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
(1800)
My hood, the gang, we poppin', I'm thuggin'
Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
(1800)
Smoke a blunt with me
I'ma take you to the sky smoking la la la
Smoke a blunt with me
I'ma take you to the sky smoking la la la
Yeah, shout out to all my
Homeboys smoking motherfucking blunts
All my dawgs in the building
Smoking that jet fuel
Shout out my homeboy Stretch yeah, yeah
My big bro C, what's poppin'?
Told you to hit that blunt, but hit it light
That shit gon' get you high as fuck, yeah
Yeah ayy, you gon' call them bitches
Or what? Let's go