Spam 2 Lamb G Herbo

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[Intro]
(Zaytoven)

[Chorus]
I was scaling grams, watching Yo! MTV jams (For real)
Now I'm the richest nigga in my fam (For real)
Forty percent goes straight to Uncle Sam (Fuck it)
But that ain't shit, I'm out here going ham (Fuck it, ayy)
Lambchop dinners, I come straight from Spam (Nigga)
Lamb' talk nigga, I just scraped my rims
Mil' talks with some real boss niggas
Bad bitches wanna know how much I live cost, nigga (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Zay in here with me, that's cloth talk, nigga (Cloth talk, nigga)
Me, Mik, and JB, that's boss talk, nigga (Boss talk, what?)
And yeah, we'll all fall out, but we ain't gon' fall off, nigga (Ain't never gon' fall off, nigga)
Niggas say this and that, but you know that it's all talk, nigga (They all talk)
I don't stress nothin' under five hundred K, that's small talk
Can't come kick it with us, fuck nigga, your balls' soft, ayy
Five, ten, fifteen K, that's what the doll cost, nigga
I don't ever get no IG beef, I log off on niggas (G Herbo)
In the Porsche truck, I'm high, can't see my front lights, got the fog (Uh)
Never lived in a neighborhood nice like this all my life, 'bout to jog
My nigga 'bout to buy his mama a house 'cause I don't ball hog
I came from nothin', young nigga, got millions in my call log (M's)
We was ridin' hot cars like eleven, twelve (Eleven, twelve)
High speed chase, crash (Skrrt), second time in jail (Second time in jail)
Fourth of July in the hood, I went back to hell
But I still blend in with my killers though, they treat me well (Uh)