Statement

Lyrics

[Intro: Jeno Cashh] It's Lando, your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, nigga Ayy [Verse 1: Jeno Cashh] They say ain't no money in this beef shit She, Boos ain't give him ten, he gon' leave niggas (Get you out of here) Get you niggas out the way like we can't see shit Baby out the echo off that bitch, sound like Tee Grizz (Ahh) Blew ten on my chain, ain't no three shit Judge said that, wish my niggas got a three bid Lil' boy, your bitch like this bitch, gon' give me three wishes I don't keep up with these niggas, but I keep stick Flops with the Glock, fuck it, I'll just wear these, then You know so much about them niggas, where they be, then? Them niggas hoes, y'all gon' quit with all that dick eatin' That bitch told me she gon' leave, I told her, "Bitch, mean it" Y'all niggas ain't got one, this my third whip Facts, bust her down first night, she ain't curve shit I'm broke, ain't nobody said that but a hurt bitch Fuck a job, give me somethin' I can work with (Nigga) [?] off that bean, it ain't worked since Facts, them niggas only talkin' down 'cause they ain't up with us Talk ball to a bitch, I'm a club member (Nigga) Ain't nobody did shit, we still amongst niggas (You hear me?) Y'all niggas run when it's gunplay A hundred K, I ain't never posted chump change Take anything, he gon' die with his bum ass Y'all niggas better watch who y'all come at Word on the streets, cuz niggas say they did somethin' Ain't gon' pour, but I'm active, we gon' clear it up Ain't one ho in my circle, ain't no fear in us, boy No evil, y'all niggas couldn't deliver us, nigga [Verse 2: Big Money Rich & Rocky Badd] A bitch'll never try me, she'll be down for it I have her sleepin' in the lobby like YoungBoy Bought some sticks for the locs 'cause that's my one boy Compressor on it, but it still make some noise We'll still wake the block, though And spill meat over cheese, that's a nacho He spilled B's to the D when he was locked up You still dancin' on the work like Block Party Like Sada and Drego Send your picture to my goon, that's a halo I done moved every drug for a bankroll We even jugg Arabs with the clay phone But that's none of your business neither I done dropped— ain't gotta believe me either Feel more rich and I'm over active Block reach a goal every day like it's soccer practice (Yeah) [Verse 3: Rocky Badd] Who said it ain't no money in this beef shit? (What?) They must be broke and scary as shit Even if I gotta rap, I bury the bitch When I finally see that money, I married the bitch How many bitches on my head? Not a damn soul Head bitch, but I'm feelin' like the man, though Don't give a fuck if they not ready, I'm petty as shit Get him touched when I'm ready, could tell on a bitch I'm pretty sure, but you seein' that it's on now Bitches playin' tough 'til I make 'em put them phones down (Think I'm up next) How the fuck I'm gettin' cloned now? (My foot been on they neck) Now I'm feelin' bitches' domes now I can't always bring my niggas, they shootin' for nothin' You can always bring your niggas, they shootin' at nothin' If they ain't trickin', it ain't stealin', hoes know they be stuffin' I gotta slide, then I'ma ride, hoes know how I'm comin'