Still wit it

Lyrics

275 (Hood rich) Bitch [Verse 1: Amber London] Still wit it, still wit it Plus I got the still, get killed wit it Nigga chill wit it, you'on want the phonk They got the pump so you can still get it My niggas gritty, they from the south Word of mouth, they gettin' paid Shout out they, they dreaded up They on the low but they headed up All black, quit tryna see All black, my dynasty Real bitches [?] comin' down ya see You a G now it's about time to be Gettin' high is my kind of week "You gotta get-" ion do that Who dat? She a new jack, [?] two pack, nigga move back R-Ride or die like Tupac You niggas too whack, and not [?] sackin' My crew smack any hater doe Young bitch getting paper doe That young bitch gettin' paid for sure T-That's sum shit I couldn't say before So you know, i'm on thе grind I got the nine, I keep the still I keep it rеal, ion like fake Niggas acting like they on' like cake But imma slide thru, like an ice skate And I might take yo nigga, hoe T-Turn him into my jigalow Niggas know that I figure mo' Blow a dro from that liquor sto' You ain't ever hit a lick befo' So quit acting like you so quick to go I smoke the kush, I never quit the dro' I get a 4, and I sip it slow Get it low, like a 64 Black Impala on tippy toes [?] you trippin' hoe My niggas know hoes, they keep it real, they 'on give a fuck how a hater feel [Hook: Amber London & Junko] I'm gon' still sip this lean, I'm gon' still smoke this dro' I'm gon' still get high, I'm gon' still keep it on the low I'm gon' still grip that 4, I'm gon' still keep it real Hoe i'm still gon' do my thing, nigga fuck how you feel Still gon' sip this lean, still gon' smoke this dro' Still gon' get high, I'm gon' still keep it on tha low Still gon' grip that 4, still gon' keep it real, still gon' do my thang nigga fuck how you feel Fuck how you feel, fuck how you feel, fuck how you feel, nigga fuck how you feel [Verse 2: Junko] I'm smokin' daily cuz the streets pay me Laughin' hard wit them '90s babies OG just like the kush I blaze Smoking on tha loud, in a black mercedes Keeps it real when i'm in the field Fuck the fame i'm bout dolla' bills Playin' no games when I toke my still Covert operations like a navy seal Play the ranger you gettin' killed Play bananas and you gettin' peeled I'm bout one thang, and that's making meals So I hang in blvck lvnd where them gangstas chill 1-9-1 that's where i'm from Blvck lvnd cc where i'm stacking funds ODH where them niggas be packing guns On the streets, bring heat like the fucking sun Bout' my dollas so them ladies hollah BP in this bitch so them raiders follow Fucking wit city you won't see tomorrow Fucking wit amber all you see is horror [Hook: Amber London & Junko] I'm gon' still sip this lean, I'm gon' still smoke this dro' I'm gon' still get high, I'm gon' still keep it on the low I'm gon' still grip that 4, I'm gon' still keep it real Hoe i'm still gon' do my thang, nigga fuck how you feel Still gon sip this lean, still gon smoke this dro Still gonna get high, I'm gon still keep it on the low Still gon' grip that 4, still gon' keep it real Still gon' do my thang, nigga fuck how you feel