Hustle In Me Lud Foe

[Intro]
Kid Wonder, you made this beat? Damn
Skrrt, skrrt, yeah
Out west 290 shit, bitch
You know how I'm rockin', nigga
YSN, Young Street Nigga
Get your guns up, get your funds up
You on that opp shit, get mop stick, bitch
Boochie Gang, ayy

[Chorus]
I was born with that hustle in me, bitch, I'ma run me up a check
I put pressure on they neck and I ain't lettin' up yet
Thought this bitch was 'bout to die on me, I shouldn't have gave her X
Got a felon in my car, ridin' round with the TEC
Hit the club shinin' so hard, check out my baguette
Red bitch with a black card, she think I'm impressed
It's addictive buyin' fast cars, when you got a check
Young dope dealin' rich living nigga from the 'jects

[Verse 1]
Bitch up off the bar
I'm so motherfucking drunk, I can't find my car
Just bought some Cartier frames, cost me two stacks
And two bad bitches with me and they both stacked
My exhaust spittin' fire
I snatched the motor out the 458 Spyder
I stepped up in the gas, and it got my car excited
You lookin' for your bitch, I just left her at the Hyatt
See my ride past, all the dope boys wanna buy it
I'm in the kitchen whippin', tryna make my future brighter
I'm sellin' dope, I pull up, serve your ass if you a buyer
We pat you down at the front door in case you wired, bitch