Never Had Shit

Lyrics

[Intro] Come on in, come on in, come on in, then Ladies, gentlemen, come on in, uh, dogs, cats, rats, ladies in the back It's Dolla Dame, I'ma be, uh, teachin' you Motionomics 101 Close your mouth and uh, open your motherfuckin' ears up, bitch [Verse] Baccarat cost five hundred, I just smell different F&N and Glock switchy when I'm in the trenches Type to cut a nigga tongue out, death to snitches I used to hustle on the block, came from hoppin' fenders Now it's a HEMI in my hood, push-start the engine My whole team play to win, nigga, start to finish Put a nigga on a shirt if wе start to spin it Three-fifty on my jeans 'cause I like thе denim Thinkin' bout the 580 'cause I like the features You should come and shop with me 'cause my prices cheaper A nigga run off with a gram, he gon' meet the reaper She always playin' with her nose, think this bitch a tweaker [Chorus] This that get into a bag shit, spend it like you never had shit A hundred thousand ain't even nothin' to brag with Catch a opp, send a nigga up, we like to tag shit (Frrt, frrt, frrt) That's the sound when that mag rip This that get into a bag shit, spend it like you never had shit A hundred thousand ain't even nothin' to brag with Catch a opp, send a nigga up, we like to tag shit (Frrt, frrt, frrt) That's the sound when that mag rip