Sumthing

Lyrics
[Intro] Word, I'm ready, word They got me, they, they, they got me messed up, though, Ohla For real, for real So we gon' do it like this one time Get 'em in tune, yo [Chorus] Had to hit the trap 'cause my rent due Poor mami lookin' out the window Cops come knockin', she quiet Product of my environment Had to hit the trap 'cause my rent due Poor mami lookin' out the window Cops come knockin', she quiet Product of my environment [Verse 1] Woop, woop, I ain't blood, but I spill it Notice that you fuckin' with the realest, sazón Woop, woop, I ain't blood, but I spill it Notice that you fuckin' with the realest, sazón Don't you dare talk about my bidness Don't you dare talk 'cause I ain't finished Don't you got a nine to five to go to? Don't you got a shorty that support you? You ain't gettin' money, you need sales now Talkin' to the boys, I could tell now, in and out of jail now Who gon' pay your bail now? You ain't gettin' mail now Feel like you failed now, actin' like you can now [Chorus] Had to hit the trap 'cause my rent due Poor mami lookin' out the window Cops come knockin', she quiet Product of my environment Had to hit the trap 'cause my rent due Poor mami lookin' out the window Cops come knockin', she quiet Product of my environment [Verse 2] Livin' in the land of the lost, straight Henny No ice, I'm just tryna get sauced Took a few L's, but you know I eat those Runnin' from the gram to your car repo You ain't know? We know you buyin' followers Mob to the club, ten dudes, one bottle, bruh You ain't know? Takin' pictures with these rap stars Lyin' in yo' captions, actin' like y'all best friends You ain't know? Sazón, rollin up the fanto Ridin' shotgun with the long nose ganzo I done got rich, got fame, gun still low Like the beach ball on your Mac screen, 'ready know [Chorus] Had to hit the trap 'cause my rent due Poor mami lookin' out the window Cops come knockin', she quiet Product of my environment Had to hit the trap 'cause my rent due Poor mami lookin' out the window Cops come knockin', she quiet Product of my environment [Verse 3] Fuck the lieutenant and the sergeant I'ma get money, never stoppin' By any means on the boulevard Pound sign Papi my callin' card You don't get it, yo yo, yo You don't get it, yo yo, yo You don't get it, yo yo, yo You don't get it, yo yo, yo [Interlude] Straight like that, you heard? Lil Sazón, Tanboys in this bitch, boy If I want it, then I buy it, if I need it, then I cop it Had to switch it up just for niggas to drop it [Verse 4] Fourteen karat nugget gold, diamond finger ring Laura keep bird cage shakin' when they sing You about to witness Papi doin' big tings Bet against Papi, you gon' lose everyting
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Credits
- Writers
- Bodega Bamz