Sheff G - Start Some Shyt lyrics
Sheff G [Michael Kyle Williams] Brooklyn, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Sheff G - Start Some Shyt lyrics]
Great John on the beat, by the way
Look (Look)
Look, I'm a young nigga
Boss winnin', pockets full of rubber bands
Bitches see me
Get to forgettin' that they got a man
Heartbreaker, Glock on my hip
Don't make me up again
Glock on my hip, don't make me, look, huh
Flexin', why you flexin', nigga? Huh
Bitch, this chopper on my
Hip turn you dyslexic
Nigga
I ain't playin'
Think I'm playin'? Get to wettin' shit up
I'ma chill, I see some ladies
That might have my baby
Huh
Bitch, huh, spent a hunnid on my necklace
Nigga
You reach for it, you gon' die
Bitch, come and test me
Nigga
Yeah, we ballin'
We been ballin' on those freaky hoes
Shawty nasty when shе suck me
Make me curl my toеs
Look, I ain't no salty nigga
I know she gon' choose
Huh
But catch you with my bitch
Look, you better move
Huh
Yeah, I like to knuckle up
But bro-bro love to shoot
Every day the first of April 'cause
We gon' act a fool
Huh
Said this shit before, I'll
Say this shit again
Huh
Bitch, we makin' money
Don't need to make no friends
It's just me and my dawgs
We will send this bitch up
Please don't flex, I'll make a corner
They will bend this bitch up
Look, then I start some shit, look
Then I start some shit
Came and took it lit, don't
Make me up my stick
Look
Then I start some shit, look
Came and took it lit
Came and took it lit, nigga, don't
Make me up my stick
Look
Tell all them dark skins, brown
Skins, the light skins
"I love 'em" ooh
Look, she got a man but say she love me too
Huh
Shorty got that bomb, look
We gon' hit the mall after
Get her what she want
Then I'm in the box like FedEx
Done made her take my pinky ring
Supposed to be a player
I done fell in love with my sneaky link
Happens to the best of us
A nigga fucked my bitch
At the time I had like four of
'em, just scratch one off my list
Look
I done bent a few blocks
I just bought some new chops
I just spent two-fifty up in jewels
I call it moon rocks
I can't fuck with yes men
Copyin' the next man
This a wrist so pretty
I might have to pick a best man
Niggas gettin' smoked for this shit
Huh, toast for this shit
Huh
Shots run up his back
Watch him roll over and shit
Look, they thought that I switch 'cause
I got famous and rich
Look
Look, 'member I got cut, the opps
Was all in a spliff
Look
Look, toke a body, toke a body, huh
Not fuckin' with the talkin'
If we catch him
We white chalkin'
Bodies have them niggas cryin', look
Give that boy a hug
Look
Ain't gon' be no diss tracks, come
Get it back in blood
Huh
Then I start some shit, huh
Then I start some shit
Came and took it lit, don't
Make me up my stick
Look
Then I start some shit, look
Came and took it lit
Came and took it lit, nigga
Don't make me up my stick
Look (Look)
Look, I'm a young nigga
Boss winnin', pockets full of rubber bands
Bitches see me
Get to forgettin' that they got a man
Heartbreaker, Glock on my hip
Don't make me up again
Glock on my hip, don't make me, look, huh
Flexin', why you flexin', nigga? Huh
Bitch, this chopper on my
Hip turn you dyslexic
Nigga
I ain't playin'
Think I'm playin'? Get to wettin' shit up
I'ma chill, I see some ladies
That might have my baby
Huh
Bitch, huh, spent a hunnid on my necklace
Nigga
You reach for it, you gon' die
Bitch, come and test me
Nigga
Yeah, we ballin'
We been ballin' on those freaky hoes
Shawty nasty when shе suck me
Make me curl my toеs
Look, I ain't no salty nigga
I know she gon' choose
Huh
But catch you with my bitch
Look, you better move
Huh
Yeah, I like to knuckle up
But bro-bro love to shoot
Every day the first of April 'cause
We gon' act a fool
Huh
Said this shit before, I'll
Say this shit again
Huh
Bitch, we makin' money
Don't need to make no friends
It's just me and my dawgs
We will send this bitch up
Please don't flex, I'll make a corner
They will bend this bitch up
Look, then I start some shit, look
Then I start some shit
Came and took it lit, don't
Make me up my stick
Look
Then I start some shit, look
Came and took it lit
Came and took it lit, nigga, don't
Make me up my stick
Look
Tell all them dark skins, brown
Skins, the light skins
"I love 'em" ooh
Look, she got a man but say she love me too
Huh
Shorty got that bomb, look
We gon' hit the mall after
Get her what she want
Then I'm in the box like FedEx
Done made her take my pinky ring
Supposed to be a player
I done fell in love with my sneaky link
Happens to the best of us
A nigga fucked my bitch
At the time I had like four of
'em, just scratch one off my list
Look
I done bent a few blocks
I just bought some new chops
I just spent two-fifty up in jewels
I call it moon rocks
I can't fuck with yes men
Copyin' the next man
This a wrist so pretty
I might have to pick a best man
Niggas gettin' smoked for this shit
Huh, toast for this shit
Huh
Shots run up his back
Watch him roll over and shit
Look, they thought that I switch 'cause
I got famous and rich
Look
Look, 'member I got cut, the opps
Was all in a spliff
Look
Look, toke a body, toke a body, huh
Not fuckin' with the talkin'
If we catch him
We white chalkin'
Bodies have them niggas cryin', look
Give that boy a hug
Look
Ain't gon' be no diss tracks, come
Get it back in blood
Huh
Then I start some shit, huh
Then I start some shit
Came and took it lit, don't
Make me up my stick
Look
Then I start some shit, look
Came and took it lit
Came and took it lit, nigga
Don't make me up my stick