T.I., Young Dro, Iggy Azalea, Travis Scott - Hell You Saying (SXEW Vol 1) lyrics

All we really know a kid pimpin'
All we do is get fly
VVS shine like the sun outside
Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang
Ain't gettin' to the money
Tell that nigga "You a mothafuckin' lie"
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you talm 'bout? Fuck you talm 'bout?
Nigga hell you sayin'?

I make rainy days, it's a drought for you
Y'all ain't crusin' my altitude
I'm a boss bitch, I let you spread the rumors
Yea you talkin' shit but not an ounce true
Million dollar misfit, my money pilin'
All over the lettuce like Thousand Island
My dough runnin' like a broken faucet
I'm the landlord, you in the housing projects
In the drive-thru, makin' bank deposit's
Crazy money, insane asylum
Boss Chase, got her taxes filed
And then I blow the rest
While I’m at Saks shopping
Amsterdam, Germany and Holland
Changing your currency to dollars
It's Iggy bitch, and this boss shit
Where the pounds at? No trending topic

All we really know a kid pimpin'
All we do is get fly
VVS shine like the sun outside
Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang
Ain't gettin' to the money
Tell that nigga "You a mothafuckin' lie"
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you talm 'bout? Fuck you talm 'bout?
Nigga hell you sayin'?

All I talk is money, ye ain't got it
Ain't nothin' i'm on the grind
Shinin' like an elevator button
Wanna talk? Nigga lissen, call me
You got a bad bitch? I gotta have that buddy
Bein' broke? Nigga please, you can have that
Buddy this nigga say he doin' numbers
Where yo math at buddy?
I'm in a mothafuckin' socket, can't unplug it
Think I'm mothafuckin' lyin'
Try and take somethin' from me
Bitch I'm plugged to the max
Pay a dub for a pack
Take it back to the trap
Make it jump right back
Break it down into O's
Sell quarters of those
If I ain't got it on me
It's some more at the store
I know a thousand mothafuckin'
Niggas in the city
Say TIP 'bout you, shawty anybody get it
So 'fore you get robbed, get trapped by 80
Just know Hustle Gang thug a hella lot

All we really know a kid pimpin'
All we do is get fly
VVS shine like the sun outside
Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang
Ain't gettin' to the money
Tell that nigga "You a mothafuckin' lie"
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you talm 'bout? Fuck you talm 'bout?
Nigga hell you sayin'?

We got them niggas over there dead
Coupe Benz, no roof, I'm without head
New shoes, you ain't got this pair yet
Your broad late, kinda on cause I had that
She in the driveway, tryna fix her hair back
I had a dick marathon and she ran that
Lapped that, after that, when her care better
Killed her with the pole
Then let her hang half mast fuck them
I'm still hoppin' out of foreign cars
I'm a born star and I'm a porn star
I catch you slippin' with triggers
And really hit a nigga
By myself, I ain't gotta go get a nigga
Trap Biggie, on track verbally killin' niggas
Sick flow, might need Penicillin, nigga
I do the impossible like I oughta do
And y'all pussy niggas smaller
Than a molecule out!

I left my passport overseas
Where it get dark after 3
Never leave the house 'less I'm awfully flee
Always leave the show with
Somethin' soft to squeeze
Take a little dab of this
A little drag of this
Then she reached down my pants
Grabbed my shaggy dick
Left that mothafucka's home covered
In my kids
She bossy, get this grip, straight flossin'
Smoke the piece with little coffee
Fresh as hell, no coffin'
I let her talk the shit
Leave the crib, can't walk for shit shit
Buck the dome, Milwaukee shit
Mind so big, gettin' lost and shit
Bossin', hit the club they heed caution
Drunk as hell feelin' nauseous
High as hell, hittin' comets
I’m raunchy, your niggas rock Givenchy
I ain't gotta say it, I ain't gotta wear it
I ain't gotta pay it cause you
Know it don't cost me

All we really know a kid pimpin'
All we do is get fly
VVS shine like the sun outside
Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang
Ain't gettin' to the money
Tell that nigga "You a mothafuckin' lie"
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you talm 'bout? Fuck you talm 'bout?
Nigga hell you sayin'?