Sippin’ Rent lyrics

[Intro]
(DJ Thrxteen)

[Chorus]
Ayy, hmm, I told bro to run the two, I'ma run the one (Ayy, 12, that's Thrxteen)
Hmm, them n*ggas know who phone to call when they want it done
Hmm, these diamonds hittin' in the dark, just wait 'til the sun hit 'em
Gotta treat me with respect, b*tch, I ain't that one n*gga
You ever thumbed two hundred thousand? It'll hurt your thumb, n*gga
You want a whole chicken, breast, wing, or a drum, n*gga?
I keep my Nikes tied up, I'm on a money run
Three pendants danglin' on my neck, cost a honey bun

[Verse]
Huh, brrt, brrt, I'm only pickin' up the money phone
Ten years old, watchin' Blow, eatin' Honeycomb
You said your money gone, hmm, where thе f*ck it go?
I just had a foursome with three b*tches I don't f*ckin' know
Let thеm n*ggas know, they play with Chicken, we gon' up the score
n*ggas know I keep my pistol, they know I'ma blow it
Hmm, we know you owe for them whips, you better not let 'em tow 'em
n*gga, I done made a motherf*ckin' million on my own
You hear them horses, I pull up like Indiana Jones
I'm in Cali' with two hundred fifty 'bows, I'm finna send 'em home
Bold, you got that n*gga 'round you, knowin' that n*gga told
I'm tired of n*ggas talkin' 'bout this dope and they ain't sold sh*t
I went and got some new money and stacked it with my old sh*t
Why do n*ggas think they bosses? They don't even own sh*t
[Chorus]
Ayy, hmm, I told bro to run the two, I'ma run the one
Hmm, them n*ggas know who phone to call when they want it done
Hmm, these diamonds hittin' in the dark, just wait 'til the sun hit 'em
Gotta treat me with respect, b*tch, I ain't that one n*gga
You ever thumbed two hundred thousand? It'll hurt your thumb, n*gga
You want a whole chicken, breast, wing, or a drum, n*gga?
I keep my Nikes tied up, I'm on a money run
Three pendants danglin' on my neck, cost a honey bun