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Boss Bigg & 500 Kellz - Reach Lyrics
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I smashed ya hoe and bought her a bag
I fukked that bitch cuz she bad
Yeah, havin havin more than ya dad
Young nigga ran up a sack
Im not average
Too many diamonds they clashin
Roll up the dope, smoke, ash it
Dead on the dough you dont have it
I know you think yo niggas so savage
If you reach and dont have it
(Fah fah fah)
40 It came wit a leg and my pockets stay wit a check
Rollie my wrist but I want a Patek
Got a nigga so upset
Gang in dis bitch betta show ya respek
All of my pockets loaded wit bread
Bitch ass niggas want me gon to da feds
My cup be loaded wit meds
H on my belt I been rockin Hermes
Diamonds and gold on my Cartier lens
4th & inches imma go for the win
War time ima go for ya chin
I got a mac that extend
Plug callin put that pack in the wind
Sack in now they wanna be friends
I dont wanna shop 'less im buyin ten
Come to the trap knock 'fo u walk in
Fell in da streets and I got locked in
Free Insane got 10 plus 10
Scammy Sosa man I need a new bin
F&N bring yo shit to a end
Dope dont lock put it back in they aint show no love way back then
I smashed ya hoe and bought her a bag
I fukked that bitch cuz she bad
Yeah, havin havin more than ya dad
Young nigga ran up a sack
Im not average
Too many diamonds they clashin
Roll up the dope, smoke, ash it
Dead on the dough you dont have it
I know you think yo niggas so savage
If you reach and dont have it
(Fah fah fah)
40 It came wit a leg and my pockets stay wit a check
Rollie my wrist but I want a Patek
Got a nigga so upset
Gang in dis bitch betta show ya respek
All of my pockets loaded wit bread
Bitch ass niggas want me gon to da feds
Ayyy, Rollies for all of my brothers
I rock a mink sippin on pink
Wet my diamonds right outta the sink
Two hoes and they fukk me together
Try to rob me boy betta do better
Everyday I make a 100 or better
If trappin was a sport
Me and Bigg in the traphouse Olympics
If it ain't money, then it aint no business
Every day I wake up and go get it
Im on my money not bitches
Niggas havin pressure about a hoe
Real water diamonds look like im drowning
This aint a drip this is a soak
All white diamonds look like coke
Dizz said that we the new Mo Town
Buss down buss down
Beat the pot left right combo
VV's hittin like they Kimbo
You just a wanna be you cant hang around
All of my niggas authentic pack touchdown who sent it
Shhhhhh keep quiet
You betta do what I say If u wann' stay alive
Karmas a bitch she never lied
I smashed ya hoe and bought her a bag
I fukked that bitch cuz she bad
Yeah, havin havin more than ya dad
Young nigga ran up a sack
Im not average
Too many diamonds they clashin
Roll up the dope, smoke, ash it
Dead on the dough you dont have it
I know you think yo niggas so savage
If you reach and dont have it
(Fah fah fah)
40 It came wit a leg and my pockets stay wit a check
Rollie my wrist but I want a Patek
Got a nigga so upset
Gang in dis bitch betta show ya respek
All of my pockets loaded wit bread
Bitch ass niggas want me gon to da feds
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I smashed ya hoe and bought her a bag
I fukked that bitch cuz she bad
Yeah, havin havin more than ya dad
Young nigga ran up a sack
Im not average
Too many diamonds they clashin
Roll up the dope, smoke, ash it
Dead on the dough you dont have it
I know you think yo niggas so savage
If you reach and dont have it
(Fah fah fah)
40 It came wit a leg and my pockets stay wit a check
Rollie my wrist but I want a Patek
Got a nigga so upset
Gang in dis bitch betta show ya respek
All of my pockets loaded wit bread
Bitch ass niggas want me gon to da feds
My cup be loaded wit meds
H on my belt I been rockin Hermes
Diamonds and gold on my Cartier lens
4th & inches imma go for the win
War time ima go for ya chin
I got a mac that extend
Plug callin put that pack in the wind
Sack in now they wanna be friends
I dont wanna shop 'less im buyin ten
Come to the trap knock 'fo u walk in
Fell in da streets and I got locked in
Free Insane got 10 plus 10
Scammy Sosa man I need a new bin
F&N bring yo shit to a end
Dope dont lock put it back in they aint show no love way back then
I smashed ya hoe and bought her a bag
I fukked that bitch cuz she bad
Yeah, havin havin more than ya dad
Young nigga ran up a sack
Im not average
Too many diamonds they clashin
Roll up the dope, smoke, ash it
Dead on the dough you dont have it
I know you think yo niggas so savage
If you reach and dont have it
(Fah fah fah)
40 It came wit a leg and my pockets stay wit a check
Rollie my wrist but I want a Patek
Got a nigga so upset
Gang in dis bitch betta show ya respek
All of my pockets loaded wit bread
Bitch ass niggas want me gon to da feds
Ayyy, Rollies for all of my brothers
I rock a mink sippin on pink
Wet my diamonds right outta the sink
Two hoes and they fukk me together
Try to rob me boy betta do better
Everyday I make a 100 or better
If trappin was a sport
Me and Bigg in the traphouse Olympics
If it ain't money, then it aint no business
Every day I wake up and go get it
Im on my money not bitches
Niggas havin pressure about a hoe
Real water diamonds look like im drowning
This aint a drip this is a soak
All white diamonds look like coke
Dizz said that we the new Mo Town
Buss down buss down
Beat the pot left right combo
VV's hittin like they Kimbo
You just a wanna be you cant hang around
All of my niggas authentic pack touchdown who sent it
Shhhhhh keep quiet
You betta do what I say If u wann' stay alive
Karmas a bitch she never lied
I smashed ya hoe and bought her a bag
I fukked that bitch cuz she bad
Yeah, havin havin more than ya dad
Young nigga ran up a sack
Im not average
Too many diamonds they clashin
Roll up the dope, smoke, ash it
Dead on the dough you dont have it
I know you think yo niggas so savage
If you reach and dont have it
(Fah fah fah)
40 It came wit a leg and my pockets stay wit a check
Rollie my wrist but I want a Patek
Got a nigga so upset
Gang in dis bitch betta show ya respek
All of my pockets loaded wit bread
Bitch ass niggas want me gon to da feds
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Writer: Branden Kellem, Christopher Wesley, Eric Wall
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