Dealership - Troy Ave

Man I just left the dealership, and I

Just bust a mill and shit, damn I

Be that nigga for real

I got drugs in my bag, I’m ‘bout to go deal

Gotta get money ‘til a nigga dead, word

I gotta get money, bitch it’s in my bag, word

Rips in my jeans

I got bands busting out the seams

I got plans, they used to be dreams

I got fans, they usually scream

Troy Ave, what up boy?

You that nigga

I reply that’s love and I fucks back witcha

Girls just smile and wanna take a picture

If she cute and got style then I might just hit her

From the back, from my phone, fuck it why not?

All black Air Force One’s, they high top

I am making moves, I do it for my gwap

You know what time it is without no tick tock

Man I just left the dealership, and I

Just bust a mill and shit, damn I

Be that nigga for real

I got drugs in my bag, I’m ‘bout to go deal

Gotta get money ‘til a nigga dead, word

I gotta get money, bitch it’s in my bag, word

This little bitch, hips crazy

I might get her pregnant with a baby

I might go buy my moms JC

New crib for selling 80

Money ain’t an issue for

I’m sippin' creative juice out a BSB cup

And I’m get in the goose for the winning touch

I’m dragging furs and phones, they like the F is up?

I got ambition nigga, and my heart is on froze

So it’s fuck who in the way of me achieving my goals

Got a kilo on my neck, hangin' front me, some' froze

Thank god I ain’t in jail for what I did on that stove

Man I just left the dealership, and I

Just bust a mill and shit, damn I

Be that nigga for real

I got drugs in my bag, I’m ‘bout to go deal

Gotta get money ‘til a nigga dead, word

I gotta get money, bitch it’s in my bag, word

Just left the dealership, and I

Just bust a mill and shit, damn I

Be that nigga for real

I got drugs in my bag, I’m ‘bout to go deal

Gotta get money ‘til a nigga dead, word

I gotta get money, bitch it’s in my bag, word