Ghetto Boy

Lyrics

[Intro] (Marc Boomin, this you?) Yeah, yeah It's Rio Ghetto Boyz in this bitch, nigga, free P [Chorus] I'm a motherfuckin' Ghetto Boy, bitch, I grew up in Section 8 Buy a pint, sell a five, drink eleven straight Shoot a nigga twenty times, watch him elevate I give props when they due, I don't never hate Skip the line at the club, I don't never wait In the Scat' runnin' lights, I don't never brake Bought a split in all chunks, it was never shake [Verse 1] Move the bag quick as fuck, ain't got a lick of patience Eight of Wock', eight of red in one lemonade Drink the bitch and take a nap, call that medicatin' Thought about it 'fore we drunk the pint, that's premeditation Oh, the bag just touched down? Now let's celebrate Oh, your Cash App ain't workin'? I take other payments Move the bag on my own, don't need no inspiration I'm finna show you how to stack it, this a demonstration Nigga, pay attention Bro in Cali pimpin' hoes, he be breakin' bitches I'm finna cook a whole brick, it's gon' take a minute I can't use a scale, it's too much weight, I be breakin' benches [Chorus] I'm a motherfuckin' Ghetto Boy, bitch, I grew up in Section 8 Buy a pint, sell a five, drink eleven straight Shoot a nigga twenty times, watch him elevate I give props when they due, I don't never hate Skip the line at the club, I don't never wait In the Scat' runnin' lights, I don't never brake Bought a split in all chunks, it was never shake [Verse 2] Shoot a nigga twenty times, watch his body rise I'm finna put the red on hold, it's Wocky time Couldn't conceal my AR pistol, it's Glocky time I done took four Perc-10s, I'm on a Roxy time He was broke and weak, he got some money, he cocky now Baby, I ain't tryna fuck, just top me down I hate pigs and I just wanna beef, I'm an ahki now This dog hittin' hard as fuck, it'll knock Rocky out I'm a Ghetto Boy, baby, free Big P And I'm quick to chase a nigga down, I got big feet The SK'll turn a nigga engine block to Swiss cheese These ain't no Puma runners, baby, these some big B's Take the shake out a pound, sell it for the low Take some flour out of town, come back with hella dough Bitch, I heard you loud and clear, the fuck you yellin' for? I grew up 'round fiends, all my life, I been smellin' dope [Chorus] I'm a motherfuckin' Ghetto Boy, bitch, I grew up in Section 8 Buy a pint, sell a five, drink eleven straight Shoot a nigga twenty times, watch him elevate I give props when they due, I don't never hate Skip the line at the club, I don't never wait In the Scat' runnin' lights, I don't never brake Bought a split in all chunks, it was never shake [Outro] I'm a motherfuckin' Ghetto Boy, bitch, I grew up in Section 8