Costco

Lyrics

[Chorus] I'm wit' da shootas, wit' da robbers Labels always callin' I ain't signin' I'm a shotta Still up in these streets and I'm lookin' for these oppas Broski spot a opp, he run him down and shoot these choppas Cuz I was really broke, but now I'm up I'm eatin' lobster Stuck up in these streets and now I turned into a monster Had to rob da plug cuz he ain't dealin' wit' me proper I can't fuck wit' her cuz shorty ain't got shit to offer [Refrain] Food always sellin', trap move like Costco Drip in Dior got me dancin' like I'm Pop Smoke Ouu, couple shootas wit' me front row And if you talkin' GG I'ma ball like I'm Lonzo [Verse 1] Ouu, and I just wanna get rich just like I'm Roddy Tour around da world and get a bigger crib in Saudi Fuck rappin' I just do this shit for Cadi Posted wit' some shootas who probably speak Somali Swish and bitch I shoot like Steph Curry And I ain't gon' stop 'til I get this FN dirty Ouu, trap house boomin' Demons shootin' Oppas losin' Fast car zoomin' Bad bitch choosin' Wrist game stupid Ouu, connected just like Hotspot Catch me outta town when da block hot I got shorty wit' me doin' drop off If I call my demon then it's lock off Money makin' 'mali in a drop top I don't fuck wit' niggas cuz they're knock off Try to reach for it and I'ma pop off Hundred for his top off [Chorus] I'm wit' da shootas, wit' da robbers Labels always callin' I ain't signin' I'm a shotta Still up in these streets and I'm lookin' for these oppas Broski spot a opp, he run him down and shoot these choppas Cuz I was really broke, but now I'm up I'm eatin' lobster Stuck up in these streets and now I turned into a monster Had to rob da plug cuz he ain't dealin' wit' me proper I can't fuck wit' her cuz shorty ain't got shit to offer [Verse 2] Penthouse on da last floor Glizzy's my backbone And I've been in da trenches makin' wops shout out the backdoor The way I'm spendin' money they don't know I really stash more Food always sellin' bricks stamped just like a passport 3M CLE and you ain't ridin' since da comeback Keep a thirty in my GG tell these pussies run up And shorty say I trap a lot, I really never had a lot And I was outta town, and I was juggin' out da trap a lot I don't pay these rappers cuz I heard these niggas cap a lot And my city hot and that's the reason why I travel a lot I'm chasin' after moolah, I always keep my ouu ahh I always keep it on me 'case I get into a shootout Money makin' 'mali, told my hooyo we gon' move out I'm screamin' free my dawgs until da day they let my goons out Aye! [Chorus] I'm wit' da shootas, wit' da robbers Labels always callin' I ain't signin' I'm a shotta Still up in these streets and I'm lookin' for these oppas Broski spot a opp, he run him down and shoot these choppas Cuz I was really broke, but now I'm up I'm eatin' lobster Stuck up in these streets and now I turned into a monster Had to rob da plug cuz he ain't dealin' wit' me proper I can't fuck wit' her cuz shorty ain't got shit to offer [Refrain] Food always sellin', trap move like Costco Drip in Dior got me dancin' like I'm Pop Smoke Ouu, couple shootas wit' me front row And if you talkin' GG I'ma ball like I'm Lonzo