Philthy Rich, G.T., Icewear Vezzo, Toohda Band$, KrispyLife Kidd, Team Eastside Lil P - Penny Pinching lyrics

(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)
Fuck they talkin' 'bout? We in
The D right now
Philthy just pulled up (Funk or Die)
Ayy, I'ma take off right here, though
Vezz, you come right after me ayy

You can never fuck my bitch, boy
You be penny pinchin'
I'm really up, I pro'd up sixty racks
It took me twenty minutes
My right arm swole
I feel like Popeye off a can of spinach
It's probably 'cause I got on two
Presis like I want attention
You know they finished
If I wing my actual ho, you know I'm hittin'
Deep dish Forgiatos, when I stop
The F's still spinnin'
My chain cost a hundred
Fuckin' thousand, man, this shit ignant
My bitch ain't got no waist, and when I fuck
I go deep in it

Yeah, tryna slow us up
But we just keep winnin'
Them niggas sick as hell thеy broke, yeah
Them boys need fixin'
Yеah, still'll grab a pint and
I come remix it
Only had that Wraith for a week
And I got three tickets
Rich as fuck around this bitch, yeah
I got all the shooters
Hit the club with dog shit, yeah
I'm a party pooper
A hundred thousand in my pants
That's why I'm hardly movin'
Yeah, we really ballin' 'round this bitch
Them niggas hardly hoopin'

Look, a thousand on these Gucci boots
I probably wear one time
Had this Rollie for five years
But never set the time
A honey bun, all pink fifties
My bitch scammed for it
No disrespect is tolerated
We won't stand for it
Tri-color chandelier, Yachtmaster too
Your favorite Instagram model
I done bagged a few
Rolls truck cost four hundred
I ain't add the taxes
Five hundred stuffed in the safe
I ain't add the mattress

It take time to be the boss
Bag them 'bows and ship 'em off
We got scopes on all the rifles
Play with gang, we pick you off
I was whippin' at my granny's
Servin' junkies, bumpin' dog
'Wood stuffed with five grams
I'm blowin' smoke like an exhaust
What you need? We got it all
I ain't playin' with you, baby
Close that door and take it off
Rockin' Off White, not Lacoste
I been winnin', what's a loss?
Pourin' sixes in my cup and I
Ain't even have a cough
How you ballin' with no crib? Lil' nigga
Knock it off

Crosses on my neck, you know I'm sinnin'
Fuck a codefendant
Pull up with my stick and blow the bitch
Give my bro the stick
You know I'll get my bro to hit
I'll ho the bitch
Most the niggas with me Rolling Crip, boy
Who you jokin' with? I know they ain't, they
Ain't never notice me, i'm poppin' out
I'm with gang gang, come approachin' me
We drop 'em down welcome him to Choppa Town
Show him how that chopper sound i ain't NLE
But we'll make a nigga walk him down

Ayy, ayy, bitch, we in the D active
Bitch know I got it for the low
But I'm still taxin' feds keep watchin'
We in the trenches and we still trappin'
My main bitch, you know I got a bitch
But I'm still mackin'
The opp niggas posted on the 'Gram
But we still laughin'
Built this shit up from the ground
It's like we did magic
Make a bitch nigga disappear
'cause the streets tragic
Eatin' lamb chops in a longsleeve
In the snow smashin'

Just 'cause you got security don't
Mean you kinda safe
Pop a nigga, burn his body in the fireplace
I'm still meetin' my plug
Where the Lions play
Can't say my name, boy, if he don't use a K
I'm still trippin'
Doin' donuts in the fastest rental
I laughed when I seen dog had a Jag' rented
If I buy the pussy
Do that mean I got some ass rental?
Fuck your vibe
In your section kickin' over all the liquor

These niggas talkin' crazy
I'm the real shooter
I'll make these niggas skinny
Who the biggest loser? I be clowin'
Me and Philthy and I fuck with Toohda
I'll make that chopper sing
You can call me Luther
I be beatin' on the work, I'm a real abuser
And I come from the dirt
I'll sleep in sewers
My mama know I shit first, she call me manure
I got ice around my wrist
Who the fuck is your jeweler?

Yeah, bitch, I ain't from Africa
I'm from East Warren Seminary
Look up Boyz, bitch
You see my picture in the dictionary
Real savage life
Been totin' straps since elementary
2021, we puttin' niggas on obituaries
Uh, Range Rover Anniversary
Bitch, we rock two or three Cubans
Not no rosary lil' bitch pussy so good
It put a curse on me
Lame niggas from the hood, "Lil Perry
Put a verse on me"