Crybaby Cash - Where We Live Lyrics

I put the Ps up inside of the mail
Yea, yea, yea
I wrap the Ps in some jeans
Put that up inside of the mail
Nigga know everything that I got
Came out the mud got that shit by myself, yea
Niggas can't f*ck with the plug I got
Think that nigga f*cking with the cartel
I was just busting down bales, yea
Try to jack and let 100 rounds ring just like a bell
Nigga know I got heart like the Pels
Heard your trap moving slow like a snail
It's me and 3 of my niggas that's for real
Bae come swallow us all like a pill
Foreign branding inside of the wheel
All exotics in front of the crib
And the crib it sit right on a hill
You don't want to compare where we live
Yea
Jocing on the internet
Jocing in the streets too
IG nigga I can show you what a P do
Why that bitch talking like he do no bleed too?
Clear the whole scene imma turn that bitch see through
F*ck her so good she won't ever say me too
Me too
(Uhh)
Know you my potna but you get the fee too
You don't want me to eat but expect me to feed you
And without a leg a nigga still wouldn't need you
Let a nigga show you what the money make freaks do
When you internet popping and you sell a lil tree too
Then the bitch start popping and the pussy come free too
I upgraded my bitch now I call her bae V2
I call her bae but she can't get the key to my heart
I'll be sealing Ps until it get dark
Just sold 20 Ps I need 20 more
Seal the bag up make it look a lil small
Inspecting every box they can't have a flaw
Don't use the same address as all of your dawgs
Come on nigga man you gotta move smart
Listen potna use your noggin do better
Niggas ratting trying to f*ck up my cheddar
These dawg ass hoes gone only do what you let em
So don't go broke from trying to keep y'all together
Gotta move smart
Smart
Yea
It's me and 3 of my niggas that's for real
Listen potna use your noggin do better
Better
Yea, yea, yea
I wrap the Ps in some jeans
Put that up inside of the mail
Nigga know everything that I got
Came out the mud got that shit by myself, yea
Niggas can't f*ck with the plug I got
Think that nigga f*cking with the cartel
I was just busting down bales, yea
Try to jack and let 100 rounds ring just like a bell
Nigga know I got heart like the Pels
Heard your trap moving slow like a snail
It's me and 3 of my niggas that's for real
Bae come swallow us all like a pill
Foreign branding inside of the wheel
All exotics in front of the crib
And the crib it sit right on a hill
You don't want to compare where we live