Hodgie & DJ Ib-Rease - Forty Three Lyrics

Buck fifty for the wash who riding the cleanest
9 millimeter right to the right of my penis
That's for anybody thinking bout trying my genius
Go ahead be my guess I'm dying to see this
Get my dues early morning you hitting snooze
Different dude I let her Choos like Jimmy shoes
Sitting proper chopper big as Chewbacca
Money long as Siakam you tell me get um I got um
It's all there I don't count it cause it better be
I Rap circles round niggas 270
This the best you could offer is what you telling me
You niggas ain't got no flavor these dudes celery
Your fetti on recall
5 star telly watching belly eating spaghetti and meat balls
Alliances getting stronger we standing at the door
Hear um saying I'm next and I couldn't agree more
Yeah niggas gone hate but they no they can't stop him
Like Payton Manning on a option that shit not a option
She get anything she want she wanna go shopping
I tell um put it on the Bill like Hillary Rhodam
We drinking and driving and you barely surviving
Get a pack on consignment
But he swear he a rider
In the streets I'm a giant
On my feet is designer
Bout to cop me a Rollie I call that perfect timing nigga
Build a empire myself no deal huh
Them niggas reaching like they going for a steal huh
Got the 40 matte black no frills huh
That a get me out a pickle no Dill huh
Shit started with a nickel and a deuce fever
Pitching out the 81 monte C deuce seater
Chances I get you touched for running yo lips
I put a hundred on yo head that's one hundred percent
At the tables with the bosses where you can't sit
Checking names off my list like Saint Nick
Niggas talk a good game but that ain't this
Niggas couldn't name a ass that you ain't kiss
Edible meals Incredible feels
Inevitable you remain irrelevant still
Ahead of my time bout to head to the hills
Multiple digits to the left of the decimal field nigga