Ain't no banger but I grew up on the backstreets
90043 get at me
I ain't paying but baby what it hittin' for?
Yes I'm stressing let me light a toke
Let me repeat myself we want all the smoke
Elevate the game teach you how to float
Just tryna preach to all the loc's
Blood homies don't know how to joke
Pushing down West I love the coast
And all my bay boys just do the most
Should be known we get turned
Baby catch a sign I do flirt
Gotta buy the block property in Leimert
Who really cares about the names on your shirts
Is that the way you really carry worth
My names on checks cause I really had to work
And I cannot get stuck in the past
You ain't eating you look like a fast
We get rich off this flow gotta last
Don't just school em' I take em' to class (Damn)
(We ain't playing in LA)
I'm on some worldwide west coast rockstar fit
I just broke down the Bic you can' say it ain't lit
You would think I had a hammer the way I made a hit
Ghettobuddha's in the building they put us in the VIP
I ain't never been to Vegas I'm tryna see the strip
They gon take the entertainment but I just wanna vent
P-A-R-K-E-W-A-Y for the city in the night
Pass the mic
Ladies to your left
Fellas to your right
Punks in the back
Duck from the fight
We came from the place with the guns and the white
(Uh)
Just made a Tinder got a match
Lost my virginity I wish I had it back
Bought a whip hit a chick she was bound to break her back
And I dropped outta college on they ass
Real big plans gotta sustain em'
I swear this smoothie got me feeling like a Angel
You got a problem ima put it in the grave son better yet
I dropped outta college on they ass
Gotta buy the block property in Leimert
Who really cares about the names on your shirts
Is that the way you really carry worth
My names on checks cause I really had to work
(Yup)
(Aye)
Ghettobuddha - Property (feat. MaxiMilien, Forever Haiku & Young Sleezy) Lyrics
Ghettobuddha - Property (feat. MaxiMilien, Forever Haiku & Young Sleezy) Lyrics
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Ain't no banger but I grew up on the backstreets
90043 get at me
I ain't paying but baby what it hittin' for?
Yes I'm stressing let me light a toke
Let me repeat myself we want all the smoke
Elevate the game teach you how to float
Just tryna preach to all the loc's
Blood homies don't know how to joke
Pushing down West I love the coast
And all my bay boys just do the most
Should be known we get turned
Baby catch a sign I do flirt
Gotta buy the block property in Leimert
Who really cares about the names on your shirts
Is that the way you really carry worth
My names on checks cause I really had to work
And I cannot get stuck in the past
You ain't eating you look like a fast
We get rich off this flow gotta last
Don't just school em' I take em' to class (Damn)
(We ain't playing in LA)
I'm on some worldwide west coast rockstar fit
I just broke down the Bic you can' say it ain't lit
You would think I had a hammer the way I made a hit
Ghettobuddha's in the building they put us in the VIP
I ain't never been to Vegas I'm tryna see the strip
They gon take the entertainment but I just wanna vent
P-A-R-K-E-W-A-Y for the city in the night
Pass the mic
Ladies to your left
Fellas to your right
Punks in the back
Duck from the fight
We came from the place with the guns and the white
(Uh)
Just made a Tinder got a match
Lost my virginity I wish I had it back
Bought a whip hit a chick she was bound to break her back
And I dropped outta college on they ass
Real big plans gotta sustain em'
I swear this smoothie got me feeling like a Angel
You got a problem ima put it in the grave son better yet
I dropped outta college on they ass
Gotta buy the block property in Leimert
Who really cares about the names on your shirts
Is that the way you really carry worth
My names on checks cause I really had to work
(Yup)
(Aye)
90043 get at me
I ain't paying but baby what it hittin' for?
Yes I'm stressing let me light a toke
Let me repeat myself we want all the smoke
Elevate the game teach you how to float
Just tryna preach to all the loc's
Blood homies don't know how to joke
Pushing down West I love the coast
And all my bay boys just do the most
Should be known we get turned
Baby catch a sign I do flirt
Gotta buy the block property in Leimert
Who really cares about the names on your shirts
Is that the way you really carry worth
My names on checks cause I really had to work
And I cannot get stuck in the past
You ain't eating you look like a fast
We get rich off this flow gotta last
Don't just school em' I take em' to class (Damn)
(We ain't playing in LA)
I'm on some worldwide west coast rockstar fit
I just broke down the Bic you can' say it ain't lit
You would think I had a hammer the way I made a hit
Ghettobuddha's in the building they put us in the VIP
I ain't never been to Vegas I'm tryna see the strip
They gon take the entertainment but I just wanna vent
P-A-R-K-E-W-A-Y for the city in the night
Pass the mic
Ladies to your left
Fellas to your right
Punks in the back
Duck from the fight
We came from the place with the guns and the white
(Uh)
Just made a Tinder got a match
Lost my virginity I wish I had it back
Bought a whip hit a chick she was bound to break her back
And I dropped outta college on they ass
Real big plans gotta sustain em'
I swear this smoothie got me feeling like a Angel
You got a problem ima put it in the grave son better yet
I dropped outta college on they ass
Gotta buy the block property in Leimert
Who really cares about the names on your shirts
Is that the way you really carry worth
My names on checks cause I really had to work
(Yup)
(Aye)
Writer: Judah McLean, Maximilien Roussel, Trey Golston
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid