The North

Lyrics

[Chorus] You know we stay on the low You know I stay with the bros Used to wear the same clothes Used to share the same hoes Now we rocking these shows, yeah Fuck it up then I go Blow a bag and some more Fuck around take your soul Jumping out then we blow, yeah Better pray, better hope From a half to a whole, ay Trap house made it snow, ay And I come from the north, ay Turn that boy to a ghost, yea On the Courts where we post, yea And we pull up in Ghosts, yea [Verse 1] And we pull up in Ghosts, yea And we come from the north, yea And I keep me a torch, yea Bullets hot yeah they scorch In the trap never bored In the trap serving George Trapping out the Accord Ridin out in the Ford Remember we couldn't afford Now we blow bag and some more Pick the bitch either or Pick the whip out it's foreign Pull up, lil nigga we scoring Hit a nigga up like Floyd Getting money since a little boy And I always wanted more Lately I been pouring fours, ay Bro walk around with the fours, ay Gang wanna see me on the Forbes, ay Put him out here on the Courts, ay Free my niggas incarcerated I'ma do it so we all can make it Shooters, nah, they ain't showing faces Lil bitch can't get our location [Chorus] You know we stay on the low You know I stay with the bros Used to wear the same clothes Used to share the same hoes Now we rocking these shows, yeah Fuck it up then I go Blow a bag and some more Fuck around take your soul Jumping out then we blow, yeah Better pray, better hope From a half to a whole, ay Trap house made it snow, ay And I come from the north, ay Turn that boy to a ghost, yea On the Courts where we post, yea And we pull up in Ghosts, yea [Verse 2] Yea, we come from the north, yea Leave his ass on the porch, yea Yea, my niggas they on that Yea, my niggas they all sav' Show no mercy won't hold back .44 leave his head crack And I'm counting these new racks And I'm screaming out free Stacks Pull up they like who's that? Fresh to death need a body bag Pull up have him cardiac Tell 'em bring him a body bag I'm so high, where my body at? Full throttle the Audi, yeah She done finished the bottle, yeah I know she gon' do all the gang [Chorus] You know we stay on the low You know I stay with the bros Used to wear the same clothes Used to share the same hoes Now we rocking these shows, yeah Fuck it up then I go Blow a bag and some more Fuck around take your soul Jumping out then we blow, yeah Better pray, better hope From a half to a whole, ay Trap house made it snow, ay And I come from the north, ay Turn that boy to a ghost, yea On the courts where we post, yea And we pull up in Ghosts, yea