G Herbo - Spam 2 Lamb Lyrics

Uh (Zaytoven)
I was scaling grams watching 'Yo MTV Jams' (for real)
Now I'm the richest nigga in my fam (for real)
Forty percent goes straight to Uncle Sam (f*ck it)
But that ain't shit I'm out here goin' ham (f*ck it)
Lamb-chop dinners I come straight from Spam (nigga)
Lamb' talk nigga I just scraped my rims (scraped 'em)
Mil' talks with some real boss niggas
Bad bitches wanna know how much I live cost, nigga (ayy)

Zay' in here with me that's cloth talk, nigga (that's cloth talk nigga)
Me, Mick and JB that's boss talk, nigga (boss talk, boy)
And yeah we all fall out but we ain't gon' fall off, nigga (ain't never gon' fall off nigga)
Niggas say this and that but you know that's all talk nigga (they all talk)
I don't stress nothing under 500K that's small talk
Can't come kick it with us, f*ck nigga, your balls soft (ayy)
5, 10, 15K that's what the doll cost nigga
I don't ever get no IG beef I logoff on niggas (G Herbo)
In the Porsche truck I'm high can't see my front lights got the fog
Never lived in a neighborhood nice like this all my life 'bout to jog
My nigga 'bout to buy his mama a house 'cause I don't ball hog
I came from nothing, young nigga got millions in my call log (Ms)
We was riding high cars like eleven, twelve (eleven, twelve)
High speed chase crash, second time in jail (second time in jail)
4th of July in the hood I went back to hell
But I still blend in with my killers though they treat me well

Uh
I was scaling grams watching 'Yo MTV Jams' (for real)
Now I'm the richest nigga in my fam (ayy, for real)
Forty percent goes straight to Uncle Sam (straight to Uncle Sam, f*ck it)
But that ain't shit I'm out here goin' ham (that ain't shit I'm out here goin' ham, ayy)
Lamb-chop dinners I come straight from Spam (we was eating Spam, nigga)
Lamb' talk nigga I just scraped my rims (scraped my rims)
Mil' talks with some real boss niggas (mil' talks with some real boss niggas)
Bad bitches wanna know how much I live cost, nigga (ayy)

We don't know no Ls we just throw up Ls (Ls)
We was warring well, I know how to throw 'em well (baow)
Talking slang 'cause they a tell
Pull up, meet us by the Shell
My first curve through the mail, I was nervous as hell
My first show ten-thousand fans, I was nervous a lil'
Smoking OG in a Swisher, rock that bitch I faced my fear
Rockin' shit I made a career, ain't know 'bout what I made in a year
Been through shit but I'm here
Everybody say I'm top tier
And I ain't even really blossomed for real (for real)
Made a mil but I be grinding like it's impossible still
Shining like I ain't lose no diamonds, I ain't even got 'em for real (I ain't even got 'em for real)
Fighting a case I ain't left since May but that shit ain't stopping me still
I'm in the stu' at night like, I'm in the stu' at night like
I ain't got two-hundred songs on tuck
I don't give a f*ck I'll blow in broad day like I ain't that nigga or something
Put it away like I ain't even make that cake like I'm Jigga or something
Niggas'll return to Denby lookin' at me like he giving me something

Uh (f*ck that)
I was scaling grams watching 'Yo MTV Jams' (for real)
Now I'm the richest nigga in my fam (richest nigga in my fam, for real)
Forty percent goes straight to Uncle Sam (forty percent to Uncle Sam)
But that ain't shit I'm out here goin' ham (that ain't shit I'm goin' ham, f*ck it)
Lamb-chop dinners I come straight from Spam (come straight from eatin' Spam, nigga)
Lamb' talk nigga I just scraped my rims (scraped 'em)
Mil' talks with some real boss niggas (mil' talks, boss niggas)
Bad bitches wanna know how much I live cost, nigga (ayy)