Letra de Introduction - Belly Gang Kushington

Alright, look, nigga, I don't really know what the fuck you are

And I'm not sayin' you owe me shit

I'm a fucking nobody, ha

But you know— you know you see us askin', "Is you black or what?"

'Cause it's really just upsettin' me and my homegirls

You look a little mixed

And then I get it, they— they sayin' "You— you's like a hood, you's a hood trophy, a hoo—"

I don't really know, we— we supposed to give you the pass

Niggas is sayin' because you done been to jail and maybe killed niggas or you was raised in the hood

We supposed to let you say it, um

All— all— me and all my homegirls and homeboys been talkin' shit all morning (Ayy)

Is you black or what?

Ayy (Squid)

Yeah, nigga, this the introduction

Baby mama callin' my phone while I'm trappin', I don't know what the fuck she on

Nigga wasn't callin' my phone when I was down bad, not eatin' like Ramadan

Now a nigga eatin' good, I go top floor suite, nigga, just like a honey bun

Nigga, I pull up with hundred guns, I'm a ol' coked out Grady baby

Nigga, I got fronts from the candy lady when I could not pay the lady

Nigga, I got fronts from a real plug, you could not pay to meet

Nigga, I done beat all kind of cases, I thought I could not pay to beat

Nigga, I fucked all kind of hoes, I thought I could not pay to skeet

Nigga, I'm stayin' in a new condo, I thought I could not pay the lease

Nigga, I started the bottom, Hakuna Matata, you could not play with me

Nigga, I count up a lotta, I fuck up a dollar, you couldn't parlay with me

Nigga, I got on the Marta, I couldn't afford a—

Nigga, be listenin' to your music (Ayy, ayy)

Nigga, nigga make me feel like I need to hop in that trap immediately, nigga

Boy, I never whipped nothin' up, boy, but shawty, boy, nigga make me feel like (Ayy)

"Boy, I wanna break my wrist off in the fuckin' bowl" (Ayy)

You know what I'm sayin'?

Nigga, this is my year, I got a whole thing in my ear

Nigga, my hand get a little cramp, I make the money counter go, "Flrrd"

I got a switch on the back of the trumpet, it sound like a drum and that shit it go, "Brrt"

She like to switch it up out her lil' bag, she not a lil' ghetto ho, she go demure

She like a princess, she got her own cash, I gotta go get a ho, she go mature

Nigga, I'll make a nigga disappear, they don't know what I came from

Nigga, I'm sellin' bags to them other niggas, they don't know what I paid for 'em

Nigga, I'm shootin' dice on the block, I hold my strap with the same palm

Nigga, I swipe cards and I weigh up bags in the trap with the same arm

Nigga, somehow I remain calm, I'm a original dope boy

I put the bread on the top and the bottom, this shit here feel like it's a 'po boy

I put the bread on the top and the bottom, this shit here feel like it's a Subway

Nigga, I'm beatin' all kind of cases, I'll go out the Lucci and Thug way

Nigga, I'm from the same motherfuckin' city that Lucci and Thug stay (Same motherfuckin' city that Lucci and Thug stay)

Belly Gang Kushington, y'all keep tellin' me he ain't white (Mm, mm, uh)

At this point, I don't even care what he is

Dude real deal, make that music

I'm talkin' 'bout that real deal authentic trap

Like, he always give you that good authentic hood feel

Like, if you ain't cut from this cloth, if you didn't grow up livin' like this or around somebody that live like this, you ain't gon' understand

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