lirik lagu bashfortheworld & ssg splurge - death b4 dishonor
[verse 1: bashfortheworld]
you just touched a hunnid, b~tch where i’m from we call that maintainin’
40 thousand in my pocket came from ’caine slangin’
i’m slidin’ through the trenches where the j’s hangin’
b~tch sw~ng my door open see my chain sw~ngin’
upgrade your whole kit, that’s called game changin’
migo namin’ everybody cuz that’s called gang bangin’
money talkin’ tell me baby if you speak the same language
i seen my patna on the block, i told him stay dangerous
half~steppin’ grab the drac’ and leave ’em bl~~dy face~painted
hood n~ggas in a meeting, you cudi drank~tainin’
real hustler put in work, you want a bentley or a honda
my n~gga got jammed he yellin’ death before dishonor
i done sold dope and changed ties for the prada
i went from pay less to double f’s on the collar
i went from outlets and rowlett to ball harbor
where i’m from you got a choice, you die broke or ball harder
ayy, you either pickin’ up the p’s, shooting threes or the glock
you throwin’ up the c’s ’cause you bangin’ the block
migo said he call me blood ’cause he flamin’ it hot
blocked in with the streets cause they knowin’ what i got
i’m also locked in ’cause they knowin’ what i’m not
i ain’t never been a ho~ass n~gga or a peon
triple d, n~gga, white tee and some deion’s
[bridge: bashfortheworld & ssg splurge]
only thing i’m good at is gettin’ money
(ok, we really came from nothin’, all we do is count up n~gga)
i don’t have to do nun’ though
(you know what i’m sayin’ you look at my wrist, this sh~t 40 thousand and up)
i know everything but i know one thing…
(100 thousand, 200 thousand)
checkin’ the trap, all the time, every day
(walkin’ round 60 thousand dollar chain, big ass pendant, big ass wrist, big ass everything, you know)
(ever since i was a kid i seen my og and i always knew, you know, i never wanted to..) my wrist out the window (..have a job.. or have somebody tell me i had to go this way or that way)
[verse 2: ssg splurge]
don’t call us ’bout no hits unless you got more than a dub
ain’t never drunk no coffee, n~gga this wock’ inside the mud
i got dimes inside the v.i.p., they flockin’ in the club
double s chain got three emerald cuts, i’m a walkin’ bathtub
trap ain’t dead these n~ggas scared, my brother f~ck the stove up
i’m in queens eatin’ chop cheese with a dirty pole tucked
you ain’t never seen a switch or at least equip one
you ain’t never cracked no seal on a pint and sip one
we got b~tches at the top floor let ’em do they big one
keep my mouth zipped i get ’em dipped for rick owen’s
yeah i’m at the top floor it smell like dope and tom ford
yuh, back then i did some sh~t just to get some concords
yuh, [?] with the [?] now that b~tch sound like a lawnmower
took a risk to bring them bags back, i’m a weed connoisseur
we done sold the n~gga a bad batch and he still need more
i got diamonds in my t~~th, i need a vvs fork
i got k!llers trailin’ me, don’t need no police escort
hit the yams and drop some red on miami heat court
i got diamonds goopin’ off me, n~gga, my shoulder got warts
put that money where your mouth is, i ain’t goin’ back and forth
(mixin’ the old money with the new money)
(biggest of the biggest n~gga)
(look at your contract, we’ll buy you out that b~tch)
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