The Plug, D-Block Europe, Rich The Kid - Tell The Truth lyrics
D-Block Europe [Young Adz, Dirtbike LB] United Kingdom
Rich The Kid [Dimitri Leslie Roger] College Park, Georgia, U.S.
[The Plug, D-Block Europe, Rich The Kid - Tell The Truth lyrics]
Yeah i spoke to my bro the other day
He told me niggas changing, boy
You know what I'm sayin'?
How the fuck they leave us waitin'?
Me and bro was patient
Learnt to whip at 14, shout out big homie
No fake shit man, he lost his savings
Married to the corner
I was married to the pavement
God gave me a chance, and I'll take it
I used to bag the whole box
It used to take me ages
I'm just going through these phases
If I pour another box, can you cop
Are you sure?
We stay drippin' in Dior, YSL, there you go
(YSL, there you go) ySL, I buy you more
All this money in my Goyard I
Can go and buy the store
First things first
I can really get a nigga hit with ease
I don't need more drama I need more lean
She can get a new bag maybe Céline
(Ayy, yeah, hold up)
I'ma disappear like I'm Houdini
(Hold up, huh)
I can go and buy the store now
(Ayy, what, ayy)
Bitches fuckin' in the road now
(Vroom, ayy, vroom)
Bought a Rollie, it was bust down
(Ice, ice, ice)
I'm in the Bentley ain't no bus now (Skrrt)
Switcheroo them bitches, I can't cuff now
(I can't cuff now)
Fuck her in the mansion she get bust down
(She get bust down) vegan but she eat meat
Porsche I got the two seat
Ain't in love with Kiki
Fuck her when she greet me
The bankroll on overload
I'm too rich I don't need you hoes
(Need you hoes)
Got more ice than an Eskimo (Eskimo)
Got more checks than an envelope (Yuh)
Makin' more than me? I doubt it
(yeah, I doubt it)
Had to cut 'em off they doubted (Doubted)
I got a Bentley had to mount it
(Had to mount it)
Too much money I can't count it (Rich)
First things first
I can really get a nigga hit with ease
I don't need more drama I need more lean
She can get a new bag maybe Céline (yeah)
I'ma disappear like I'm Houdini
I've had fed chases, court cases
Niggas writing statements
20 crackheads in my alleyway
I'm telling 'em, "Be patient"
Took the other side to war
Selling crack got the whole UK on tour
I was so bummy, wow
But I'm getting money now
My fiend just asked me for a fix
'cause his nose is getting runny now
She just told me that's she's coming now
She my lady that's a thousand pound on
Shoes for her to run around
First things first
I can really get a nigga hit with ease
I don't need more drama I need more lean
She can get a new bag maybe Céline
I'ma disappear like I'm Houdini
He told me niggas changing, boy
You know what I'm sayin'?
How the fuck they leave us waitin'?
Me and bro was patient
Learnt to whip at 14, shout out big homie
No fake shit man, he lost his savings
Married to the corner
I was married to the pavement
God gave me a chance, and I'll take it
I used to bag the whole box
It used to take me ages
I'm just going through these phases
If I pour another box, can you cop
Are you sure?
We stay drippin' in Dior, YSL, there you go
(YSL, there you go) ySL, I buy you more
All this money in my Goyard I
Can go and buy the store
First things first
I can really get a nigga hit with ease
I don't need more drama I need more lean
She can get a new bag maybe Céline
(Ayy, yeah, hold up)
I'ma disappear like I'm Houdini
(Hold up, huh)
I can go and buy the store now
(Ayy, what, ayy)
Bitches fuckin' in the road now
(Vroom, ayy, vroom)
Bought a Rollie, it was bust down
(Ice, ice, ice)
I'm in the Bentley ain't no bus now (Skrrt)
Switcheroo them bitches, I can't cuff now
(I can't cuff now)
Fuck her in the mansion she get bust down
(She get bust down) vegan but she eat meat
Porsche I got the two seat
Ain't in love with Kiki
Fuck her when she greet me
The bankroll on overload
I'm too rich I don't need you hoes
(Need you hoes)
Got more ice than an Eskimo (Eskimo)
Got more checks than an envelope (Yuh)
Makin' more than me? I doubt it
(yeah, I doubt it)
Had to cut 'em off they doubted (Doubted)
I got a Bentley had to mount it
(Had to mount it)
Too much money I can't count it (Rich)
First things first
I can really get a nigga hit with ease
I don't need more drama I need more lean
She can get a new bag maybe Céline (yeah)
I'ma disappear like I'm Houdini
I've had fed chases, court cases
Niggas writing statements
20 crackheads in my alleyway
I'm telling 'em, "Be patient"
Took the other side to war
Selling crack got the whole UK on tour
I was so bummy, wow
But I'm getting money now
My fiend just asked me for a fix
'cause his nose is getting runny now
She just told me that's she's coming now
She my lady that's a thousand pound on
Shoes for her to run around
First things first
I can really get a nigga hit with ease
I don't need more drama I need more lean
She can get a new bag maybe Céline
I'ma disappear like I'm Houdini