Shootin Star - Young Nudy

Yeah, diamonds 'round my neck bling-bling, too much money, cash, ho

I’m havin' this shit, you not havin' this shit, no way, you ain’t havin' no

cash, bro (Damn)

'Bout thirty thousand in these G-Star jeans

And I got that .40 on me (.40)

Turn your ass into a shootin' star

We pullin' drive-bys out the car (Rrr)

Damn, I came so, so far

Hangin' from the monkey bars (Yeah)

Damn, I was a project boy

Five know I’m poppin', boy (Poppin')

Too much money, I’ma rob that nigga (Okay)

Just like the dice, I’ma shake that nigga (Yeah)

I’m a young money taking nigga (What?)

With no investment, nobody made me, nigga (Nobody made me, nigga)

Your big homie, yeah, I made you niggas

Your bitch like, «Fuck me, pay me, nigga» (Fuck me, pay me)

Damn, I know you hate me, nigga (Damn)

Sleepin' with your old lady, nigga, yeah (Yeah)

I’m a rich young nigga, get up, nigga, yeah (Yeah)

Stuck on custard, uh-huh, stuck on mustard

Sucker, you need to catch up, ayy, get your check up (Huh?)

You know I flex up, fuck next up, I’ve been up

Got big bucks, whip it out and she big suck, know I big fuck

Make that big booty back that shit up, damn, she won’t give up

I’ma hit her, she a hitter

She fuckin' with a real killer (Yeah)

A real nigga (A real nigga)

I’m gettin' richer and richer (Richer)

The richer I getter (Yeah)

The more y’all turn to bitch-ass niggas (Bitch niggas)

And salt kills snails, it don’t kill players (It don’t kill players)

Peace up, A-Town down, yeah, that’s in my town (Yeah, that’s in my town)

Ridin' 'round the city in the six, that’s my stomping grounds (That's my

stomping grounds)

East Atlanta vet, everybody, they salute me now (They salute me now)

Pussy niggas scared to try to shoot me now

Yeah, diamonds 'round my neck bling-bling, too much money, cash, ho (Cash)

I’m havin' this shit, you not havin' this shit, no way, you ain’t havin' no

cash, bro (Damn)

'Bout thirty thousand in these G-Star jeans

And I got that .40 on me (.40)

Turn your ass into a shootin' star

We pullin' drive-bys out the car (Rrr)

Damn, I came so, so far

Hangin' from the monkey bars (Yeah)

Damn, I was a project boy

Five know I’m poppin', boy (Poppin')

Too much money, I’ma rob that nigga (Okay)

Just like the dice, I’ma shake that nigga (Yeah)

I’m a young money taking nigga (What?)

With no investment, nobody made me, nigga (Nobody made me, nigga)

Yeah, your ho is a groupie, her brain stupid (Stupid)

Playin' with her heart like I’m Cupid, that’s what I’m doin'

Throwin' up 4L, man, she love me and the whole movement (Gang)

I do a show, man, you know I got this bitch movin'

Slime Nudy, oh, they wanna fuck on Young Nudy (Yeah)

I remember that nigga wasn’t shit (Wasn't shit)

Creepin' out the house late night with a bitch (With a bitch)

Fuckin' all these thots, now all these hoes sayin' he the shit (He the shit)

Damn, I just shit on 'em, wait 'til I piss on 'em (Piss it)

Nigga don’t wanna, don’t wanna, you don’t want no drama (You don’t want no

drama)

Bitch nigga actin' just like Juwanna (What?), I fucked his baby mama (I did)

Hotboxin' a Honda (Damn), life was good when I was younger (When I was younger)

Man, that’s why I carry carry thunder

Get locked up, lie to your honor (I swear)

Code to these streets that a nigga under

And I’m tryna make a killin' off the beat, I’m tryna make a hit

Rap lifestyle changed my life, I ain’t been the same since

Man, I’m still with the shit, I tote that stick

Drank got me movin' slow-motion

I’ve been (Yeah) geeked up, I’m smokin' (Yeah)

I got your (Yeah) bitch in the room strokin' (Yeah)

I’m in her (What?) throat, I just dropped a load in

Okay, okay, okay, tell 'em, slime, tell 'em, slime

Yeah, bitch

Diamonds 'round my neck bling-bling, too much money, cash, ho (Cash)

I’m havin' this shit, you not havin' this shit, no way, you ain’t havin' no

cash, bro (Damn)

'Bout thirty thousand in these G-Star jeans

And I got that .40 on me (.40)

Turn your ass into a shootin' star

We pullin' drive-bys out the car (Rrr)

Damn, I came so, so far

Hangin' from the monkey bars (Yeah)

Damn, I was a project boy

Five know I’m poppin', boy (Poppin')

Too much money, I’ma rob that nigga (Okay)

Just like the dice, I’ma shake that nigga (Yeah)

I’m a young money taking nigga (What?)

With no investment, nobody made me, nigga (Nobody made me, nigga)