Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes
I used to try to pimp
But then I came off as a simp
Now I be loose like I'm limp
I'm a grower, right now I'm a shrimp
Lil bitch, they be f*cking with me, so now a lil boy boutta hit from the front
They not no hoes
I had me some f*ckboys who talking, but now they be done
I do this for fun
But I need my bills up
Living off bread and that coke
It don't really do much, it don't really fill me up
Ride in a beam, like f*ck do you mean?
Your pettiness levelled up
I'm talking loud shit, like an engine lil bitch, I'm revvin' up
Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes, lil bitch
Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes
Yeah, yeah, aye, what?
Pull up on a bitch with a 4 door
Only real boys I don't know hoes
You know my shit like a logo
You know this a beamer
You be in a sad ass RAV 4
My shit it be cleaner
The way that I run this shit, I'm a track star
Baby a jit, had to boss up
I'm my own team, I'm a roster
New to the block like I'm fostered
Checking up on a bitch like a doctor
Baby I need me some cash
F*ck a bag, I put that in the bank
Listen to it, yeah I know that it bang
Run it up, lil jit need some cash
Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes
Renzo - Whole Lotta Shit Lyrics
Renzo - Whole Lotta Shit Lyrics
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Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes
I used to try to pimp
But then I came off as a simp
Now I be loose like I'm limp
I'm a grower, right now I'm a shrimp
Lil bitch, they be f*cking with me, so now a lil boy boutta hit from the front
They not no hoes
I had me some f*ckboys who talking, but now they be done
I do this for fun
But I need my bills up
Living off bread and that coke
It don't really do much, it don't really fill me up
Ride in a beam, like f*ck do you mean?
Your pettiness levelled up
I'm talking loud shit, like an engine lil bitch, I'm revvin' up
Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes, lil bitch
Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes
Yeah, yeah, aye, what?
Pull up on a bitch with a 4 door
Only real boys I don't know hoes
You know my shit like a logo
You know this a beamer
You be in a sad ass RAV 4
My shit it be cleaner
The way that I run this shit, I'm a track star
Baby a jit, had to boss up
I'm my own team, I'm a roster
New to the block like I'm fostered
Checking up on a bitch like a doctor
Baby I need me some cash
F*ck a bag, I put that in the bank
Listen to it, yeah I know that it bang
Run it up, lil jit need some cash
Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes
I used to try to pimp
But then I came off as a simp
Now I be loose like I'm limp
I'm a grower, right now I'm a shrimp
Lil bitch, they be f*cking with me, so now a lil boy boutta hit from the front
They not no hoes
I had me some f*ckboys who talking, but now they be done
I do this for fun
But I need my bills up
Living off bread and that coke
It don't really do much, it don't really fill me up
Ride in a beam, like f*ck do you mean?
Your pettiness levelled up
I'm talking loud shit, like an engine lil bitch, I'm revvin' up
Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes, lil bitch
Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes
Yeah, yeah, aye, what?
Pull up on a bitch with a 4 door
Only real boys I don't know hoes
You know my shit like a logo
You know this a beamer
You be in a sad ass RAV 4
My shit it be cleaner
The way that I run this shit, I'm a track star
Baby a jit, had to boss up
I'm my own team, I'm a roster
New to the block like I'm fostered
Checking up on a bitch like a doctor
Baby I need me some cash
F*ck a bag, I put that in the bank
Listen to it, yeah I know that it bang
Run it up, lil jit need some cash
Whole lotta shit, you know how it go
He got a chopper, I say when to blow
You smell that shit? I think that's a hoe
You say that shit, you get bullet holes
Right now I don't f*ck with no bitches, I be going rags to riches
You say you targeting me?
I break your shit like it's dishes
Writer: Miguel Franco Samudio
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid