G Herbo - Wilt Chamberlain Lyrics






I just lay down in my bed fuck it
Wopskino asked if I want em dead and I'm like yea fuck it
Them shootouts and high speeds I made it out but I ain't lucky
Had to walk home on an op they see that bitch cause I ain't tuck it
J dot used to call my phone tell me pop outside I'm already comin
He was thirsty to pick me up cause both of us tryna score a bucket
It was no one man above the group we gon' fall together fuck it
But it's always just that one with the biggest head LaToya Luckett
Remember Rell turned himself in we was droppin act at twelve of muddy
Fell asleep standin up in front of my momma she knew I was up to somethin
Then I dropped out of school to get this money she knew I was up and comin
Then I walked in the house one day with a Wilt Chamberlain all hunnits
Touched my first hunnit k I was focused and kept savin all hunnits
Everybody tellin me do this and do that nigga this ain't yall money
When I was young couldn't wait 'til I grew up and I got my own money
Now I'm grown I got a son gotta keep it comin
Soon as I get done back on the run I can't sleep for nothin
May get me a million bucks and talk to ha least I speak for somthin
Told them boys I wanna race a hunnit miles and run it
God forbid it's my time to go then I'm just gon' keep gun it
I'm just gon' get money (uh) everywhere I make two hunnit (uh)
And my bitch got a bank account with nun less than four hunnit (uh)
You know I'm big dog everything paid for she ain't gotta spend no money (uh)
Don't no female in my life get up and work for nothin (uh)
My son's grannies don't need nothin (uh) aunties don't need nothin (uh)
None of my brothers need nothin (uh) except for prolly a lawyer or sum
Prolly somebody watch they daughter or sum
Smoke a v live need a quarter or sum
Still know how to pour water (uh)
Hit lil bro if you need to order sum
Yea I still hold on tight to my past like a hoarder or sum
Can't trust all my homies feel like Rich Porter or sum
If yo mind was right I might could have sum across the border comin
But niggas ain't ready to eat I ain't goin to war for nothin
Lost too many of my brothers to this shit I can't afford another
You know I'm gon' go right or wrong so at least keep me informed or sum
My momma must've praid the gangsta God before I was born or sum
You know Imma heat the nigga but before I see the nigga just give me a warnin or sum
Everywhere I go somebody recordin sum
Poppin em' out when I'm bored or sum
Real nigga I need an award or sum
Bitch put me up on that board for sum
This I was doin in the streets I ain't neva seen you but I'm just gon' ignore this nothin
Niggas say they get this shit out the mud like my sticks throw thirties or zeros or sum





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