Great Lake Ruler

Lyrics
[Verse 1: BandGang Javar] I got eighty at the crib, twenty somethin' from Rapid The rest leftover shit from back when I was scammin' Nigga say he made more than me, he was cappin' Blew a quarter M before the feds got me, I was jackin' Niggas on ho shit Your favorite rapper in his feelings 'bout his old bitch You take hoes to Miami, get they ass fixed I send hoes with IDs on roadtrips Dog done told his bitch my money fake I paid her rent last month, so she know it ain't If it's a problem, say it to my face That's what real niggas do, you probably can't relate You should see the look your bitch give me I could've been got the neck, but my bitch stingy Must be why your soft ass tryna sneak diss me The most you gon' do is watch me pull up and grimee [Chorus: Mimi Woods] If you wanna learn to hustle Pay attention and I'll show you Come fuck with the Great Lake Ruler When you up, these bitches love you They'll do anything for you For the moment up, they bringin' back that chicken to us [Verse 2: BandGang Javar] For the CD, I should charge two fifty It's practically the ham book on how to swipe giffies For a thousand, you can have a sitdown with me Quit DM'in' me with questions, I am not friendly I pull up in your city Hope you don't mind I brought some hoes with me They gon' hit your local Kroger, swipe all fifties They ain't gon' leave the self-scan until that bitch empty Go join the circus, everybody in your clique jokes Ain't nobody in my clique broke Been done broke your shit for talkin' slick, though Better buy some weed or somethin' if you want smoke Niggas keep askin' where the CD? I got niggas beggin' me to send 'em OT Like an EBT, if I don't come, the hood don't eat Labels bullshittin' anyway, fuck an EP [Chorus: Mimi Woods] If you wanna learn to hustle Pay attention and I'll show you Come fuck with the Great Lake Ruler When you up, these bitches love you They'll do anything for you For the moment up, they bringin' back that chicken to us [Post-Chorus: Mimi Woods] You ain't never runnin' to no niggas like us Fuckin' with them drugs dealers and them swipers If niggas got a problem, my shooters gon' bust You run the city, niggas know what's up with us
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Credits
- Writers
- Mimi Woods
- BandGang Javar