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Boss Bigg & 500 Kellz - Tryna Be Us Lyrics



Boss Bigg & 500 Kellz - Tryna Be Us Lyrics




Yeah yeah yeah man...
You know wtf goin on...
Biggee Baby go crazy...
Lets go!

Ayy, lately been drinkin too much
One or two cups and I fill it wit 'tuss
Drip drip drip designer me up
Ayy, dem niggas tryna be us
3 Gram blunt we dont roll em we stuff
Ay pop a perc 10 I dont do short bus
All of this ice, cream, starbucks
Ran that check up and I didnt have no shortcuts
Walk in da trap its a brick on da stove
Cant walk in da trap get served at the door
100 Round drum on the choppa no reload
Play wit da gang and we shootin no B Roll
Used to post up at the Shell on Lee Rd
Naw he aint gang everybody know he told
I remember niggas followed the G code
Now im in the field dodgin the RICO

Gotta watch out for these pussy ass niggas man
Niggas doin a whole lotta fakin
Nah fr... (Ya dig?)
No cap!
Ay Ayyy

Plug on the way wit da pack
All my niggas wanna sack like Warren Sapp
Mama aint have it so I had to go and trap
I was down bad and im never goin back
Backwood stuffed Gelato 3 grams
Jays hit da dope go nuts, Pecans
How u go broke wit dat phone in yo hand?
Instagram made me alotta freebands
How many people said I wouldnt be shit
One in a million a lottery chance
He on his shit what they gotta be sayin
Thinkin im broke you gotta be playin
Family first no time to be friends
Niggas lurkin so they gotta be fans
Makin a brick like pottery class
Lock it up yeah you gotta be fast Ay

Ayy, lately been drinkin too much
One or two cups and I fill it wit 'tuss
Drip drip drip designer me up
Ayy, dem niggas tryna be us
3 Gram blunt we dont roll em we stuff
Ay pop a perc 10 I dont do short bus
All of this ice, cream, starbucks
Ran that check up and I didnt have no shortcuts
Walk in da trap its a brick on da stove
Cant walk in da trap get served at the door
100 round drum on the choppa no reload
Play wit da gang and we shootin no B Roll
Used to post up at the Shell on Lee Rd
Naw he aint gang everybody know he told
I remember niggas followed the G code
Now im in the field dodgin the RICO

Lil Haiti go crazy man
Sauce Ro in dis muhfukka man
I rather eat crumbs wit a bum than steaks wit a snake nigga
No cap, ayyy

Trap trap trap yea we started dat
Got the lil bitch off a party pack
You actin like you wit da shits but aint built like dat
Diamond inna rough cant fold under pressure
223's Mix you up like hotsauce
Vvs's water VOSS not Fiji
Gotta go hard cuz my momma she need me
Gotta be a boss bitch we cant build if u need it
Vvs's dancin like they Chris Breezy
Fukk 12 watchin for dem crackers
Swiper swiper you know dat we card cracking
I need a chime I cannot fukk wit dat bitch if dat bitch not a dime
Im rockin black and white like Hines Ward
Fresh to death need an award
You let that hoe treat you like a boy toy
She know that lame ass shit I aint goin for it

Ayy, lately been drinkin too much
One or two cups and I fill it wit 'tuss
Drip drip drip designer me up
Ayy, dem niggas tryna be us
3 Gram blunt we dont roll em we stuff
Ay pop a perc 10 I dont do short bus
All of this ice, cream, starbucks
Ran that check up and I didnt have no shortcuts
Walk in da trap its a brick on da stove
Cant walk in da trap get served at the door
100 round drum on the choppa no reload
Play wit da gang and we shootin no B Roll
Used to post up at the Shell on Lee Rd
Naw he aint gang everybody know he told
I remember niggas followed the G code
Now im in the field dodgin the RICO
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Yeah yeah yeah man...
You know wtf goin on...
Biggee Baby go crazy...
Lets go!

Ayy, lately been drinkin too much
One or two cups and I fill it wit 'tuss
Drip drip drip designer me up
Ayy, dem niggas tryna be us
3 Gram blunt we dont roll em we stuff
Ay pop a perc 10 I dont do short bus
All of this ice, cream, starbucks
Ran that check up and I didnt have no shortcuts
Walk in da trap its a brick on da stove
Cant walk in da trap get served at the door
100 Round drum on the choppa no reload
Play wit da gang and we shootin no B Roll
Used to post up at the Shell on Lee Rd
Naw he aint gang everybody know he told
I remember niggas followed the G code
Now im in the field dodgin the RICO

Gotta watch out for these pussy ass niggas man
Niggas doin a whole lotta fakin
Nah fr... (Ya dig?)
No cap!
Ay Ayyy

Plug on the way wit da pack
All my niggas wanna sack like Warren Sapp
Mama aint have it so I had to go and trap
I was down bad and im never goin back
Backwood stuffed Gelato 3 grams
Jays hit da dope go nuts, Pecans
How u go broke wit dat phone in yo hand?
Instagram made me alotta freebands
How many people said I wouldnt be shit
One in a million a lottery chance
He on his shit what they gotta be sayin
Thinkin im broke you gotta be playin
Family first no time to be friends
Niggas lurkin so they gotta be fans
Makin a brick like pottery class
Lock it up yeah you gotta be fast Ay

Ayy, lately been drinkin too much
One or two cups and I fill it wit 'tuss
Drip drip drip designer me up
Ayy, dem niggas tryna be us
3 Gram blunt we dont roll em we stuff
Ay pop a perc 10 I dont do short bus
All of this ice, cream, starbucks
Ran that check up and I didnt have no shortcuts
Walk in da trap its a brick on da stove
Cant walk in da trap get served at the door
100 round drum on the choppa no reload
Play wit da gang and we shootin no B Roll
Used to post up at the Shell on Lee Rd
Naw he aint gang everybody know he told
I remember niggas followed the G code
Now im in the field dodgin the RICO

Lil Haiti go crazy man
Sauce Ro in dis muhfukka man
I rather eat crumbs wit a bum than steaks wit a snake nigga
No cap, ayyy

Trap trap trap yea we started dat
Got the lil bitch off a party pack
You actin like you wit da shits but aint built like dat
Diamond inna rough cant fold under pressure
223's Mix you up like hotsauce
Vvs's water VOSS not Fiji
Gotta go hard cuz my momma she need me
Gotta be a boss bitch we cant build if u need it
Vvs's dancin like they Chris Breezy
Fukk 12 watchin for dem crackers
Swiper swiper you know dat we card cracking
I need a chime I cannot fukk wit dat bitch if dat bitch not a dime
Im rockin black and white like Hines Ward
Fresh to death need an award
You let that hoe treat you like a boy toy
She know that lame ass shit I aint goin for it

Ayy, lately been drinkin too much
One or two cups and I fill it wit 'tuss
Drip drip drip designer me up
Ayy, dem niggas tryna be us
3 Gram blunt we dont roll em we stuff
Ay pop a perc 10 I dont do short bus
All of this ice, cream, starbucks
Ran that check up and I didnt have no shortcuts
Walk in da trap its a brick on da stove
Cant walk in da trap get served at the door
100 round drum on the choppa no reload
Play wit da gang and we shootin no B Roll
Used to post up at the Shell on Lee Rd
Naw he aint gang everybody know he told
I remember niggas followed the G code
Now im in the field dodgin the RICO
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Writer: Branden Kellem, Christopher Wesley
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