Hxngry! - PAYDAY/CONVERSE LACE Lyrics

Put that gun in my pocket and now they missin' me
Bitches burnin' holes in they pockets, your money history
I don't f*ck with none of you niggas, so don't say shit to me
So much f*ckin' money, they bring me to owl effigy
You say you murderin' niggas, more so allegedly
I'ma get the bag how I want, gon' be the death of me
F*ck you with all of your moves, bitch, I'm your enemy
I'm the better one out the ROC, I say that selfishly
I'ma drop that f*ckin' top, make the wind blow
Bumpin' all your music, niggas jumpin' out that window
I take a f*ckin' break for two weeks, then I win though
My shawty booty big, and it's soft just like a pillow
Huh, I like to tig ol bitties with the see-through in it
These bitches talkin' out they neck, so it's him my finish
I pull up to the club, then I bump like some blood, I thin it
These niggas motherf*ckin' stank, it smell like they shitted
Give a f*ck about your work, so I might just rip it
These niggas tweakin' off a perc, then they switch to whippits
They askin' for the money, not the work, so that mood, I kill it
F*ck, nigga, I need to calm down, hold on, hold on, okay
These niggas free throw, free down, all these bitches freak now
Pull up and I'm ballin, stephen curry on the street now
Lace your f*ckin' Newport, my niggas, they geek now
I grew up in New York, not the damn city now
Bitch, I beat down freestyle, kill em, make em' tweak out
Kill em, give me good, what I'm doin, I'm cleanin' sheets now
Bitch, I pop out poppin, perco f*ckin' stopped in
Then we kick them out, burn down the beam house, then
Mmm, what you want? Y'all niggas can talk
Bitch, I'm doin' better, you can see that my walk
Bitch, I'm doin' better, you can see that my strut
Bitch, I'm makin' money, you can see that my face
If you lookin' clear, you'll see I do not give a f*ck
Ain't f*ckin' with me now, bitch, you ran out of luck
Ain't f*ckin' with me now, bitch, I done dropped that case
Bitch, I'm gettin' chunky like a converse lace