Only The Family - Them Ones lyrics
[Only The Family - Them Ones lyrics]
Caught for a gun
Judge might say it was a RICO cuz
You was a part of them
I'm from the slums, I'm with
The shorties who robbin'
They gave me a Cartier
I'm with the ones, she on
The block with a gun
Don't know what a Barbie is
I'm from the mud, shorty be showing me songs
I tell her how hard he is
I'm sippin' that lean again
On bro, I don't need a friend
Perc 30, don't need a 10
You broke then leave again
Boss bitch don't need a man
G Wagon for both of the twins
Why you mad I got motion again?
And I'm goated, promoting revenge
He ain't turnt no more
Ain't no way I can run out of money
He ain't turnt no more, hit up
A sale to open Chanel
We under the palm trees
He ain't turnt no more, pick up a
Bitch, she know what she thinking
Made my arms weak
He ain't turnt no more, give her
A pill in hidden hills
She outta harms reach
He ain't turnt no more, hit
A bitch no followers, it's a lottery
I be knowin' when these hoes be sloppy
See, I'm goated, I made it through poverty
I done shared my mils with thotties
She sneak in the privatest parties
Called brody, he slide with Barbies
Hit more, gonna call up the thotties
Richard Millie is red, Takis
I'd rather get head, sloppy
Broke niggas be mad wocky
I'm smurk, I'm mad cocky
You ain't never seen dead bodies
This a Patek Phillippe, not a Carti
Bulletproof, put the killer on a Barbies
Know the owner of Webster, I'm shopping
Sex feel way better in Turks
He ain't turnt no more
Ain't no way I can run out of money
He ain't turnt no more, hit up
A sale to open Chanel
We under the palm trees
He ain't turnt no more, pick up a
Bitch, she know what she thinking
Made my arms weak
He ain't turnt no more, give her
A pill in hidden hills
She outta harms reach
He ain't turnt no more
Ain't no way I can run out of money
Ain't no way I can run out of money
Ain't no way I can run out of money
Ain't no way I can run out of money
Judge might say it was a RICO cuz
You was a part of them
I'm from the slums, I'm with
The shorties who robbin'
They gave me a Cartier
I'm with the ones, she on
The block with a gun
Don't know what a Barbie is
I'm from the mud, shorty be showing me songs
I tell her how hard he is
I'm sippin' that lean again
On bro, I don't need a friend
Perc 30, don't need a 10
You broke then leave again
Boss bitch don't need a man
G Wagon for both of the twins
Why you mad I got motion again?
And I'm goated, promoting revenge
He ain't turnt no more
Ain't no way I can run out of money
He ain't turnt no more, hit up
A sale to open Chanel
We under the palm trees
He ain't turnt no more, pick up a
Bitch, she know what she thinking
Made my arms weak
He ain't turnt no more, give her
A pill in hidden hills
She outta harms reach
He ain't turnt no more, hit
A bitch no followers, it's a lottery
I be knowin' when these hoes be sloppy
See, I'm goated, I made it through poverty
I done shared my mils with thotties
She sneak in the privatest parties
Called brody, he slide with Barbies
Hit more, gonna call up the thotties
Richard Millie is red, Takis
I'd rather get head, sloppy
Broke niggas be mad wocky
I'm smurk, I'm mad cocky
You ain't never seen dead bodies
This a Patek Phillippe, not a Carti
Bulletproof, put the killer on a Barbies
Know the owner of Webster, I'm shopping
Sex feel way better in Turks
He ain't turnt no more
Ain't no way I can run out of money
He ain't turnt no more, hit up
A sale to open Chanel
We under the palm trees
He ain't turnt no more, pick up a
Bitch, she know what she thinking
Made my arms weak
He ain't turnt no more, give her
A pill in hidden hills
She outta harms reach
He ain't turnt no more
Ain't no way I can run out of money
Ain't no way I can run out of money
Ain't no way I can run out of money
Ain't no way I can run out of money