Chevy Woods Kilmer Lyrics
Kilmer by Chevy Woods
Somebody tell these niggas we get money, too
We out here balling, my nigga, there ain't that much to do
Yeah, we getting paper and my diamonds clear
I slammed the door on that old school and then I slapped the gear
And all this paper's mine and you know that
Them 22's, I chrome that
Them' on and that's throwback
I had a nine five back in '95
And that's Taylor Gang so I would be trying
You niggas know me that's or die
You niggas know me that's or die, TGOD
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
She ain't helping me celebrate
Here to talk but he hella paid
We don't care if it escalates
Some shit ain't gonna never change
Y'all gonna need better shades
Louis Vutton out the everglades
Do it wrong, I ain't got no choice
New shoes and my Bentley Royce
Bad hoes on dick these days
I'm the bomb on every stage
Diamonds on my everything
Firearms and deadly strays
Blow jobs on my many places
Ponytails and gold Chanel
It start at ten then go to twelve
I'm drunk as hell we smoking L's
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
In the morning, like Alonzo
If it's 'bout bread I got convoke
Four floors, that's a condo
I be on point, that's Rondo
I got a lot of shit on my mind
That's got to do with this money
No, I ain't dropping a dime and you rich niggas don't get it from me
Old friends calling my phone and I don't know how they got my number
Same niggas I used to get it with, same niggas they still runners
I don't knock it, I just tell them take a break
But they just tryna make that white girl blow up, Ricki Lake
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
Sledge told me kill 'em
I put the red dot on them niggas head like an Indian, fuck is wrong with you?
And we sipping red cups, my niggas get drunk and they still fuck you up
My nigga, it's gang shit, my nigga, know what I'm saying?
Me and my niggas keep it on the left side
Bang that, what, 4,800 what's good?
We out here balling, my nigga, there ain't that much to do
Yeah, we getting paper and my diamonds clear
I slammed the door on that old school and then I slapped the gear
And all this paper's mine and you know that
Them 22's, I chrome that
Them' on and that's throwback
I had a nine five back in '95
And that's Taylor Gang so I would be trying
You niggas know me that's or die
You niggas know me that's or die, TGOD
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
She ain't helping me celebrate
Here to talk but he hella paid
We don't care if it escalates
Some shit ain't gonna never change
Y'all gonna need better shades
Louis Vutton out the everglades
Do it wrong, I ain't got no choice
New shoes and my Bentley Royce
Bad hoes on dick these days
I'm the bomb on every stage
Diamonds on my everything
Firearms and deadly strays
Blow jobs on my many places
Ponytails and gold Chanel
It start at ten then go to twelve
I'm drunk as hell we smoking L's
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
In the morning, like Alonzo
If it's 'bout bread I got convoke
Four floors, that's a condo
I be on point, that's Rondo
I got a lot of shit on my mind
That's got to do with this money
No, I ain't dropping a dime and you rich niggas don't get it from me
Old friends calling my phone and I don't know how they got my number
Same niggas I used to get it with, same niggas they still runners
I don't knock it, I just tell them take a break
But they just tryna make that white girl blow up, Ricki Lake
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
We getting to this money, what the fuck you think?
Just some young niggas tryna break the bank
Sledge told me kill 'em
I put the red dot on them niggas head like an Indian, fuck is wrong with you?
And we sipping red cups, my niggas get drunk and they still fuck you up
My nigga, it's gang shit, my nigga, know what I'm saying?
Me and my niggas keep it on the left side
Bang that, what, 4,800 what's good?