ShittyBoyz - Ghetto Elegance lyrics

Shining like a model top
Flexing like the muscle man
Never going broke
I make it stretch just like a rubber band
In the like Goldilocks
Crazy 'cause she used to spin
Back when I was broke
She would block my shot just like she Ben
Dump with the pin, got a fire BIN
Widebody, it's a smoke cloud
When the tires spin
Punch God, grab a CVV then I type it in
Road runners
Bitch got her L's then she hired in
Feel like Weezy F
All yo baby want is a milli'
Gang coming Goose attire when
It's getting chilly ghetto elegance
Gang and them spinning Bentleys
She be mean-mugging
Only right I put my bitch in Fendi

Grinding to the top main view
Show you how to get it
I can really coach Phil you
Slide with twin Glocks
Fuck around and Jack and Jill you
Seen yo true colors
Couldn't believe that this the real you

If you ain't gang
More than likely I don't feel you
Tell a bitch, "Leave with them tears
I can't heal you"
Yeah, you got some money but you
Lost 'cause you still you last night
Blew a eighth of Runtz and I'm still blew

In the deep so long that my gills grew
You can't the set the play if you
Was never in the film room
Huh, golly-ass head, better chill, boo
I'll advise you kill that tough
Shit 'fore we kill you

Only want the money
I can't tell you why they hating on me
Card cracking
Unc' cooking with a apron on him
Send a couple bullets
Stan really will go Brady on him
Almost hit a fan 'cause my
Name was not TreyDee, homie

"BabyTron", it's one word
I hate when it's a space in it
ShittyBoyz, we on our own wave
We ain't lane switching
V12, flying in this bitch
I guess I'm spaceshipping
Send habibi on a mission
Promise that he grave digging

Everything big, we don't do little
Unc' brought the dog back to
Life like he Dolittle
Riding down our oneway'll get
Yo coupe riddled ripped skinnies on me
Paid a thousand for some new denim

Shining like a model top
Flexing like the muscle man
Never going broke
I make it stretch just like a rubber band
In the like Goldilocks
Crazy 'cause she used to spin
Back when I was broke
She would block my shot just like she Ben
Dump with the pin, got a fire BIN
Widebody, it's a smoke cloud
When the tires spin
Punch God, grab a CVV then I type it in
Road runners
Bitch got her L's then she hired in
Feel like Weezy F
All yo baby want is a milli'
Gang coming Goose attire when
It's getting chilly ghetto elegance
Gang and them spinning Bentleys
She be mean-mugging
Only right I put my bitch in Fendi