This green got me trippin
Yah this green got me high
Man I do anything for that M O N E Y
if I gotta use a strap
Put the city on my back
Man I’d lay down your life for that M O N E Y
And it don’t really matter
Cus i like my pockets fatter
Stackin all the way to Saturn
To the top you need a ladder
I just like to buy and buy
Need that M O N E Y
I just like to buy and buy
Need that M O N E Y
got the bands in my hands
Spend some bands on a watch
100k on my neck
Spent a house up on a car
Got the money in my pocket
yah you know I am a star/
Got the money in my pocket
yah you know I am a star
Red whhhhhip
Red house all brick
Huffin and puffin
Ain’t gon do shit
Gon get
to the top real quick
Huston ain’t no problem
on the moon we sit
Check this
We be trapped out the whip
Catch you in the corner and the uzi you get
Big clip
Got the mag on a roll
Finger on the trigger
And your bitch on the pole
Let’s goooo
Let’s get it
I be nipsey hustlin
making all these millions
Life on the line
so the fam gon get it
Fully armoured truck
if you shoot yah missin
I be coming back real quick and real sweet
Aimin at your head
bullets take you off your feet
Leave your body bleeding on the fucking street
My whip go vroom vroom vroom skreeetch
Let’s go
Let’s get it
1 stack
2 stack
3 stack
Millions
Buy a brick
Cut a brick
Sell a brick
Billions
Rollie on the wrist
That’s an ice cold feelin
This is how it is
Yah this is how we do
You be taking L’s
I be gettin W’s
Call me DJ Khalid
Cus win is all I do
If you try to step up ima shoot shoot shoot
Let’s go let’s get it
You be looking for a hero
I Be hittin like a villain
Homies on the block
got them Hommies on a buildin
They be strapped up from
head
to
toe
When they come around man you
better
fucking
hope
They don’t lose it
Or they’ll use it
If they don’t
I’ll do it
Aim a bullet at your chest
and it’ll go right through it
Ima psycho
mama save my soul
Been praying to the lord but I can’t no more
Ima psycho
mama save my soul
Been praying to the lord but I can’t no more
Got the bitch in the back
And the money in the front
In my hand I got a gat
On my lip I gotta blunt
Im the type of Hommie that don’t give a fuck
You the type of Hommie wears Gucci as a front
You know I don’t stunt
i don’t play games
No necklace on my neck
Cuz I ain’t stayin chained
If you’re Batman or your Bain
It’s all the fucking same
One bullet in the chamber
Destination is your brain
Ima psycho
Did you not know that
All black forces
With the hat to match
At your front door with a tank of gas
Yellin ( only a psycho would light a match)
