Lil Playah, Slump6s - Misery! lyrics

Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (Yea-Yea yeah) yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Bitch

My pockets fat, your shit skinny
Bitch, I play with them racks, I got plenty
He talkin' real tough like he really about it
So we pull on his block
With a whole damn semi
Bitch, I be running through money, I'm Sonic
He said that I'm trash but he copied, ironic
Had to leave that lil' white bitch
She want the money
I'ma laugh to the bank like
That shit was a comic
These niggas mad I went up like a comet
Your bitch, she givin' me head like a bonnet
They be hating on me
They won't get out my comments
They keep hating on me
I don't care to be honest
These niggas really be lame to me
They goofy, they all the same to me
I look at these niggas like enemies
I just pray that the fame don't get to me
You better pray that ho won't get with me
My money long, lil' nigga, like limousine
Spanish bitch, she love that Hennessy
I might just put that nigga out his misery

A lot of these niggas be jealous
'cause I'm going up, boy
You better come kill me
T-that nigga speaking on me
I ain't talking a bean but
We aim at his kidneys
She hit my phone, tellin' me she miss me

Not going up, boy, your music is shitty
Me and my niggas riding through the city
Hanging with a bitty in a helicopter
So many bullets, he gon' need a doctor
Teach him a lesson, I don't need a proctor
Bad ho, she in the kitchen cooking lobsters
She the only one who got some options
Like a custodian, I'm finna mop shit
Hot on the beat, I'm on it just to talk shit
I hop on the beat
I'm on it just to tell a nigga
How I shoot it like it's NBA
Counting the racks up, do it every day
That nigga stalking, I know where you stay
Hop in a jet, go to a different state
Hop in a jet, go to a different city
I'm in the bay, I'm balling like I'm Iggy
That nigga simpin', really just a pick me
I'm up in Houston, I ain't talking Whitney