kilo

Lyrics

, my name hold weight like a kilo, yo nigga a zero, self-made bitch, i don't need no fuckin' hero i got bank roll, verses put me on, now ima blow this money 'till it's gone, i'm sittin' presidential and i know they hatin', crazy thing about it i 'ain't even made it. yet, i make a rack off foreign features, these rappers on the bleachers teachin' lessons like they teachers, i'm like. three tapes in, workin' on my fourth, when one door doesn't open don't wait on the porch, you go and get your money like it's payday, these hoes gon' run they mouth just like they relay and it's okay, 'cuz i'm takin' off, hit and run, breakin' bread, you could hit the crumbs, hit the blunt and then toss it, then throwin' holes in they coffins, wake 'em up with my loud pack, makin' more noise than a sound track, got more toys than a spoiled brat, playin' games that'll get you clapped, clap it up for my season, pockets always cheesy, fuck niggas keep dissin', we'll leave yo' mama and 'em crazy, going 90 on stoney though, 3 fingers, east side, weak bitches gon' talk shit but a real bitch ain't gon' let it slide, my name hold weight like a kilo, plus i got them kilos, runnin' shit like nino, my plug named carlito, i been outta town gettin' c-notes, please don't tell my p.o, my niggas hot in these streets ho so that strap go wherever we go, ball hard like d.rose, this rap shit like free throws, cluck say he need 3 blows, he sound like a police though, i'm splurgin', i ain't t-row, yo boyfriend a zero, i'm rollin' off a hero, yo baby-mama she deep-throat, i'm all about them figures, ridin' 'round with my niggas, i only fuck with them killas', and a couple dope dealas', pockets filled with them bank rolls, hunnit thousand, can't fold, bibby got that straight drop just ask around bet they know, i'm feelin' like the shit, these verses gettin' me rich, and i don't fuck with no squares, unless you talkin' 'bout bricks, i be goin' hard no time off, these lil' niggas they rhyme soft, play with me i let the nine off, commit a homicide then ride off, yeah my name hold weight that's what my bars say, young nigga that's runnin' 'bout all 'em apes no i 'ain't tarzan, if i can get 'em my squad can, kilo, that's all me and my peeps know, i wake up with 'bout twelve bricks 'bout twelve hit i got three more, 'nother three go, bibby call carlito, them thangs comin' them thangs goin' yo man hold my d-note, ask about me bet she know, lil herb hold up a kilo, on 79th bitch i'm deebo, runnin' red lights with 'bout three poles, now i got the cops stalkin' me, i don't know nothin' don't talk to me, i be rollin' around blowin' qp's, bout 2 g's, and a, so you run up, you get gunned up, had 'em fifties blowin' 'till the sun up, if yo bitch fucked me she done lucked up, if she didn't suck me you should cuff her, 'cuz she one of a kind, look at you and yo goofy crew with ya'll gucci shoes, they ain't fuckin' with mine, who is you and these goofy dudes? just lookin' new, get the fuck off the nine, buss at his spine, hunnit stacks for the rolex, i'm a sucka' for time, niggas mad like "why you never come and fuck with us?", 'cuz i'm stuck on the grind,