[Produced By DJ MillTicket]
[Intro]
NLMB 150 Roc block shit man
Ball like im kobe the mixtape
Hold up
Running through a check...
Herbo, herbo this and that...
[Hook]
I rap, I trap, and stack, so I always get it back
Fiends and rappers hit my flip phone like "Herbo where you at?"
Herbo thumbin through that check
Herbo, herbo this and that
You would think i'm playing track the way im runnin to that sack
Runnin, runnin to that sack
The way im runnin to that sack
Runnin, runnin to that sack
Runnin, runnin to that sack
Runnin, runnin to that sack
The way im runnin to that sack
You would think i'm playing track the way im runnin to that sack
[Verse 1]
Gherbo im that nigga
I hit up sacks and I spend that sack
I love Glizzys, I love Macs
Just bought a 50 shot for Max
All these racks that I got
And my shooters around me
They shooting about me, I'm safe and they strapped
Up in the club hit a nigga with a 5th of Moet
Watch your step nigga, where yo head at, straight to the back
I don't politic in the club, straight to the back
All these hoes in my face but im straight to the back
Got them poles in the place, all of my niggas got a pole on they waist
Put holes in ya face
Now we gone
Clear the scene
Smoking loud
Sipping lean
That's the remedy
Pour pineapple crush, bitch I don't do Hennessy
I came from the bottom
These bitches ain't want me
But now that i'm up
They remember me
She knocking me down
And right after I nut, we don't fuck
Cuz she sucked all my energy
And my nigga I know why you hating on me
Cuz im only 18 but I've been a G
Why he hating on me?
Need to get on his feet
Hit the streets and go try and make him some G's
If we find out you holding that white and
That night have my niggas climb in yo chimney
We got 50 shot scopes and Glocks with the lights
Stand over a nigga, no sympathy
Lil bro go BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM till the glizzy go empathy
I mean empty, Excuse me, but the Codeine is killing me
[Intro]
NLMB 150 Roc block shit man
Ball like im kobe the mixtape
Hold up
Running through a check...
Herbo, herbo this and that...
[Hook]
I rap, I trap, and stack, so I always get it back
Fiends and rappers hit my flip phone like "Herbo where you at?"
Herbo thumbin through that check
Herbo, herbo this and that
You would think i'm playing track the way im runnin to that sack
Runnin, runnin to that sack
The way im runnin to that sack
Runnin, runnin to that sack
Runnin, runnin to that sack
Runnin, runnin to that sack
The way im runnin to that sack
You would think i'm playing track the way im runnin to that sack
[Verse 1]
Gherbo im that nigga
I hit up sacks and I spend that sack
I love Glizzys, I love Macs
Just bought a 50 shot for Max
All these racks that I got
And my shooters around me
They shooting about me, I'm safe and they strapped
Up in the club hit a nigga with a 5th of Moet
Watch your step nigga, where yo head at, straight to the back
I don't politic in the club, straight to the back
All these hoes in my face but im straight to the back
Got them poles in the place, all of my niggas got a pole on they waist
Put holes in ya face
Now we gone
Clear the scene
Smoking loud
Sipping lean
That's the remedy
Pour pineapple crush, bitch I don't do Hennessy
I came from the bottom
These bitches ain't want me
But now that i'm up
They remember me
She knocking me down
And right after I nut, we don't fuck
Cuz she sucked all my energy
And my nigga I know why you hating on me
Cuz im only 18 but I've been a G
Why he hating on me?
Need to get on his feet
Hit the streets and go try and make him some G's
If we find out you holding that white and
That night have my niggas climb in yo chimney
We got 50 shot scopes and Glocks with the lights
Stand over a nigga, no sympathy
Lil bro go BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM till the glizzy go empathy
I mean empty, Excuse me, but the Codeine is killing me
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