Peezy, Baby Money, Icewear Vezzo - Chris Bosh lyrics

(WoodOnDaBeat) go again
Yeah (Da Realest)

We just tryna climb to the top (To the top)
While these niggas sit around gettin' high
(Gettin' high)
They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop
(Nigga, stop)
Clean a nigga whole crib with the mop
(Bah, bah, bah)
Nigga whole wrist filled with rocks (Ice)
Foreigns on the strip with no top
(No top, nigga)
Clean two-liter mixed with drop (yeah)
Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh
(Chris Bosh) , yeah

Talkin' down on a real nigga to your bitch
Now she missing (She gone)
Now you call her phone all
Day 'cause you miss her (Hello?)


I ain't got time for that shit
I'm on a mission (Let's get it)
Ain't makе it in the industry
But made it out the trеnches (yeah)
We was in the spot with
The doors off the hinges (Facts)
Now we in the hills
Ain't been home in a minute (Nope)
Sittin' in my kitchen
Runnin' through a half ticket (yeah)
I ain't never had a hit single
I'm consistent (Uh)
Caught the cases, took it on the chin
(For real) told your bitch to give me face
She took it on her chin (Ugh)
I just made another hundred, here we go again
(Yup) put a fifty in the money
Counter and that bitch jam (Brrt)

We just tryna climb to the top (To the top)
While these niggas sit around gettin' high
(Gettin' high)
They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop
(Nigga, stop)
Clean a nigga whole crib with the mop
(Bah, bah, bah)
Nigga whole wrist filled with rocks (Ice)
Foreigns on the strip with no top
(No top, nigga)
Clean two-liter mixed with drop (What?)
Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh
(yeah) , yeah

Right and left pocket full of dogshit (yeah)
That ain't yours, nigga, that's your dog shit
(Bitch) bad lil' bitch off fraud lit (Real)
Ice-white buffs full of slush
Like spoiled milk, ugh
(Get it?)
I be gettin' higher than a martian (yeah)
Reign, turned the money into carpet (I did)
Niggas tellin', so I move cautious (Shh)
Heard he said he got good dog, I can walk it
Yeah (Good dog, nigga)
Did my first bid, caught another case (What?)
Had some bad days 'til I
Prayed for a better day
Laid the foundation at the crib
I'm forever straight (Eatin' good, nigga)
Whether 600, 560, I ain't never late, nigga
(Skrrt)

We just tryna climb to the top (To the top)
While these niggas sit around gettin' high
(Gettin' high)
They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop
(Nigga, stop)
Clean a nigga whole crib with the mop
(Bah, bah, bah)
Nigga whole wrist filled with rocks (Ice)
Foreigns on the strip with no top
(No top, nigga)
Clean two-liter mixed with drop (yeah)
Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh
(Chris Bosh) , yeah

Gucci windbreaker on, I'm a coldhearted nigga
(yeah) bust they eyes with the load 'cause
Them boys barely get it i'm a 'bow bagger
Even got some hoes out here trickin'
I'm a four banger
Twenty racks in dubs, bitch, I'm Crippin'
Half a million straight
In another month, I need a ticket
Five 'Cats, four Benzes, man
This shit gettin' ridiculous
Servin' shit that look like flour
But this shit gettin' me chicken
When the police get involved
I watched killers to witness (They rat)
Niggas gossip like bitches
That's the shit that we ain't into (Nah)
You know I'ma hop out bustin' 'til
You fall 'cause I hit 'em ('Til he gone)
You know I ain't never crushin' on no ho
I'm a bitch hitter (Not at all)
Never hear me talkin' 'bout no price
I'm a rich nigga (Easy money)

We just tryna climb to the top
While these niggas sit around gettin' high
They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop
Clean a nigga whole crib with the mop
Nigga whole wrist filled with rocks
Foreigns on the strip with no top
Clean two-liter mixed with drop
Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh, yeah