Back to Top

FromTheBay2Harlem Video (MV)




Performed By: Leed
Length: 2:29
Written by: Leed Pritchard




Leed - FromTheBay2Harlem Lyrics
Official




Now I got money and I got cars and I got clothes too
And I got jewelry and I got guns and I got hoes too
And I got hood niggas that know what's really good nigga
And I got jews that hold me down in front the judge too
Man I got whips like Kunta Kente
On the block like I'm Dikembe
For a verse I want like 10k
Tryna cop some jewels
I love my chopper like I'm Tay-K
Let it rip just like a Beyblade
Give a f*ck about what they say
I break all the rules
Milly rock while I'm f*cking on a thot
Diddy bop while I move in on a opp
I'm that nigga
I stack thicker
Blow you back with the mac, POW!
Click, clack nigga
All these bitches wasn't here when we was broke
Word to Handy Manny niggas know I ride around with that tool
She on my dick you tryna hit that ain't your hoe
And white girls know me
Katie better suck if she want that blow
All this paper in my wallet it look like a book
The whole gang got two-two-threes
We'll leave a nigga shook
We popping out with extendos
And that's word to all my kinfolk
Told bro pull out that Honda
I ain't trapping out no new Benzo
Bought lil shawty some Kenzo
Cause she let me smash her friends though
Told me dive in her endzone
And to eat the box like bento
But these packs gotta get flipped
I f*ck her then I dip
Two-tone drip with 22 shots in the clip
Moving work
Hit 'em where it hurt
This ain't what you want like I'm Lil Durk
All these Jesus pieces I should go to church
I hit the deacon up he kicked me out 'cause I was off the percs
Shit
Took a loss bounced back so it's all good
Ride around the hood
Sipping mud finna call the plug
Water pouring out the watch
My chain could probably start a flood
Shorty got injections I ain't stressing about her phony butt
All my niggas TTK
They Trained To Kill you
Could give a f*ck what hood you claim
You f*ck with me, I f*ck with you
I drop you off, then drop the roof
I drop some bands on Gucci shoes
I drop a four inside the wock
Then drop a nigga with the tool
I'm gone
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Now I got money and I got cars and I got clothes too
And I got jewelry and I got guns and I got hoes too
And I got hood niggas that know what's really good nigga
And I got jews that hold me down in front the judge too
Man I got whips like Kunta Kente
On the block like I'm Dikembe
For a verse I want like 10k
Tryna cop some jewels
I love my chopper like I'm Tay-K
Let it rip just like a Beyblade
Give a f*ck about what they say
I break all the rules
Milly rock while I'm f*cking on a thot
Diddy bop while I move in on a opp
I'm that nigga
I stack thicker
Blow you back with the mac, POW!
Click, clack nigga
All these bitches wasn't here when we was broke
Word to Handy Manny niggas know I ride around with that tool
She on my dick you tryna hit that ain't your hoe
And white girls know me
Katie better suck if she want that blow
All this paper in my wallet it look like a book
The whole gang got two-two-threes
We'll leave a nigga shook
We popping out with extendos
And that's word to all my kinfolk
Told bro pull out that Honda
I ain't trapping out no new Benzo
Bought lil shawty some Kenzo
Cause she let me smash her friends though
Told me dive in her endzone
And to eat the box like bento
But these packs gotta get flipped
I f*ck her then I dip
Two-tone drip with 22 shots in the clip
Moving work
Hit 'em where it hurt
This ain't what you want like I'm Lil Durk
All these Jesus pieces I should go to church
I hit the deacon up he kicked me out 'cause I was off the percs
Shit
Took a loss bounced back so it's all good
Ride around the hood
Sipping mud finna call the plug
Water pouring out the watch
My chain could probably start a flood
Shorty got injections I ain't stressing about her phony butt
All my niggas TTK
They Trained To Kill you
Could give a f*ck what hood you claim
You f*ck with me, I f*ck with you
I drop you off, then drop the roof
I drop some bands on Gucci shoes
I drop a four inside the wock
Then drop a nigga with the tool
I'm gone
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Leed Pritchard
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Leed

Tags:
No tags yet