WHO WOULDA THOUGHT

Lyrics

[Intro] Ghetto Greatness [Chorus: Crash Rarri] Who would've thought Didn't have nothing, now I got something, now I'm a boss Who would've thought Now you gotta spend a ticket to kick it, I know my cost Who would've thought Now my bitch got a body like Nicki Every time that she takin' it off Now my whip got a stick and it's shiftin' Every time I tell them niggas to park Now I sip, gotta get a lil' twisted Every time we be mixin' the dark Every bitch gotta come with Balencis I can't fuck you, I don't know who you are Every check that I get is realistic Fuck them niggas, they ain't clutchin' at all I'm the hottest nigga came from my city Fuck them niggas, I'm as hot as a car [Verse 1: Crash Rarri] I been road runnin', I been on something Fuck them niggas, they don't show nothin' I been upcoming, I been pole clutching Shoot a nigga at his own function Niggas think I'm playin' but they on nothing Chopper dancin' like it's homecoming If he say something then the chrome coming Never scared like it's Bonecrusher Who these niggas 'round me? Who you see around me? Got the C's around me, couple B's 'round me All these G's 'round me, .223's 'round me Hit your body, make you hit the Rich Homie Movie clips on me So tall that they have to lean on me Got the nicks on me Bitch, I'm ballin' like I got a brick on me Got a lick on me Two times while another bitch on me Never switch on me If you in it then you in it 'til you six feet Got the fish on me Whip it out the bowl 'til the nigga OD [Chorus: Crash Rarri] Who would've thought Didn't have nothing, now I got something, now I'm a boss Who would've thought Now you gotta spend a ticket to kick it, I know my cost Who would've thought Now my bitch got a body like Nicki Every time that she takin' it off Now my whip got a stick and it's shiftin' Every time I tell them niggas to park Now I sip, gotta get a lil' twisted Every time we be mixin' the dark Every bitch gotta come with Balencis I can't fuck you, I don't know who you are Every check that I get is realistic Fuck them niggas, they ain't clutchin' at all I'm the hottest nigga came from my city Fuck them niggas, I'm as hot as a car [Verse 2: Gelati Zoe] Kickin' shit up in the penthouse, fuckin' on barbies Double cup, sippin' on Barney My plug the grower, he shippin' the harvest Call up Lil Rarri, we might do the dash in a 'Rari I used to spend all of my money in full I can now shop at Neiman Marcus (Designer) You ain't a sorry ass boy, you know you a target I swerve on your couch just to kick it This foreign I'm in, it ain't rented Broke boys down talk, who would've thought? Yeah, I made myself a boss Insomniac Team in the building, who in your party? Dope boy outside the club, I'm still double parking Bitch, I'm a real go-getter, I know what it take I used to have nothing but now I got benjamins all in the safe It used to be hard to re-up but now I bust bricks on the plate Ride eight-seven, boy, you just in the way [Chorus: Crash Rarri] Who would've thought Didn't have nothing, now I got something, now I'm a boss Who would've thought Now you gotta spend a ticket to kick it, I know my cost Who would've thought Now my bitch got a body like Nicki Every time that she takin' it off Now my whip got a stick and it's shiftin' Every time I tell them niggas to park Now I sip, gotta get a lil' twisted Every time we be mixin' the dark Every bitch gotta come with Balencis I can't fuck you, I don't know who you are Every check that I get is realistic Fuck them niggas, they ain't clutchin' at all I'm the hottest nigga came from my city Fuck them niggas, I'm as hot as a car