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Belly Gang Kushington - Introduction Lyrics

Introduction Lyrics[Intro]
Alright, look, nigga, I don't really know what the fuck you are
And I’m not sayin' you owe me shit
I'm a fucking nobody, ha
But you know— you know you see us askin’, "Is you black or what?"
'Cause it's really just upsettin' me and my homegirls
You look a little mixed
And then I get it, they— they sayin' "You— you's like a hood, you's a hood trophy, a hoo—"
I don't really know, we— we supposed to give you the pass
Niggas is sayin’ because you done been to jail and maybe killed niggas or you was raised in the hood
We supposed to let you say it, um
All— all— me and all my homegirls and homeboys been talkin’ shit all morning (Ayy)
Is you black or what?
Ayy (Squid)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, nigga, this the introduction
Baby mama callin' my phone while I’m trappin', I don't know what the fuck she on
Nigga wasn't callin’ my phonе when I was down bad, not eatin' like Ramadan
Now a nigga еatin' good, I go top floor suite, nigga, just like a honey bun
Nigga, I pull up with hundred guns, I'm a ol' coked out Grady baby
Nigga, I got fronts from the candy lady when I could not pay the lady
Nigga, I got fronts from a real plug, you could not pay to meet
Nigga, I done beat all kind of cases, I thought I could not pay to beat
Nigga, I fucked all kind of hoes, I thought I could not pay to skeet
Nigga, I'm stayin' in a new condo, I thought I could not pay the lease
Nigga, I started the bottom, Hakuna Matata, you could not play with me
Nigga, I count up a lotta, I fuck up a dollar, you couldn't parlay with me
Nigga, I got on the Marta, I couldn't afford a—

[Bridge]
Nigga, be listenin' to your music (Ayy, ayy)
Nigga, nigga make me feel like I need to hop in that trap immediately, nigga
Boy, I never whipped nothin' up, boy, but shawty, boy, nigga make me feel like (Ayy)
"Boy, I wanna break my wrist off in the fuckin' bowl" (Ayy)
You know what I'm sayin'?

[Verse 2]
Nigga, this is my year, I got a whole thing in my ear
Nigga, my hand get a little cramp, I make the money counter go, "Flrrd"
I got a switch on the back of the trumpet, it sound like a drum and that shit it go, "Brrt"
She like to switch it up out her lil' bag, she not a lil' ghetto ho, she go demure
She like a princess, she got her own cash, I gotta go get a ho, she go mature
Nigga, I'll make a nigga disappear, they don't know what I came from
Nigga, I'm sellin' bags to them other niggas, they don't know what I paid for 'em
Nigga, I'm shootin' dice on the block, I hold my strap with the same palm
Nigga, I swipe cards and I weigh up bags in the trap with the same arm
Nigga, somehow I remain calm, I'm a original dope boy
I put the bread on the top and the bottom, this shit here feel like it's a 'po boy
I put the bread on the top and the bottom, this shit here feel like it's a Subway
Nigga, I'm beatin' all kind of cases, I'll go out the Lucci and Thug way
Nigga, I'm from the same motherfuckin' city that Lucci and Thug stay (Same motherfuckin' city that Lucci and Thug stay)

[Outro]
Belly Gang Kushington, y'all keep tellin' me he ain't white (Mm, mm, uh)
At this point, I don't even care what he is
Dude real deal, make that music
I'm talkin' 'bout that real deal authentic trap
Like, he always give you that good authentic hood feel
Like, if you ain't cut from this cloth, if you didn't grow up livin' like this or around somebody that live like this, you ain't gon' understand