SPIFFY! - 7 Lyrics

Hol' up lil baby i need me a minute
I do not love you like I was just kidding
She told me I'm hot
I'm hot like a skillet
I'm counting these hundreds, you keep all the fifties
All of these hoes, all of these cities
She told me I'm handsome like I'm Pretty Ricky
No feelings involved, the shit might get sticky
You shooting your shot but you keep on missing
Yeah
I'm in LA at the Maxfield
Popping a pill now I stand still
Making her wet with a blue bill
No blue face
My bloods kill
I'm in LA at the Maxfield
Popping a pill now I stand still
Making her wet with a blue bill
No blue face
My bloods kill
Yeah
Yeah my bloods kill
Yeah
Yeah my bloods kill
I told her I cannot wait for no bitch
Baby girl you not a option
Might f*ck around and pull up with the sticks
You know I been on that boss shit
X'd out like Kaws bitch
Hoodrich no Pablo
Paint a picture like Picasso
Baby I fly off the top rope
Money old like Bob Hope
Hood Fav done gone pro
Made a tape and then the stock rose
I got secrets only God knows
I got secrets that my momma kept
Remember nights that my momma wept
Then she went and caught a f*ckin' case
I guess the feds left me mommaless
98SPECS give me my respect
I just need the checks
Baby nothing less
98SPECS give me my respect
I just need the checks
Baby nothing less
I'm so hoodrich!
Baby I'm so motherf*ckin' hoodrich
I'm good bitch
Baby I'm so motherf*ckin' good bitch
We hoodrich!
Baby we so motherf*ckin' hoodrich
We good bitch!
Baby I'm so
I'm so
I'm so, aye
I'm in the 7
I'm in the 7
I'm in the 7
I'm in the 7
My bitch a 10
She is a baddie
We got the cash
Ain't no pretending
I'm in the 7
I'm in the 7
I'm in the 7
I'm in the 7
We got the work
Shorty come get it
I'm in the 7
I'm in the 7