$1000 lyrics
by Shordie Shordie
[Verse 1]
OGs used to sip OE, I wanted wine coolers
Remember when bro got his gun, I wanted mine sooner
Be acting like I don’t be gassin and passin, who told you listen to me
Told he the devil, we listen to plug, you trippin like n*gga you listen to we
Ride round with a big ass gun, no little one, big ass one
Dont wanna be here, why can't it be clear, just wanted a reaction
Dont tell me sh*t, dont make no sense, this how you talk, dont be so rude
Sleep on me how could you snooze, you dont know, I be confused
[Chorus]
Don’t know about you, you, you, you, you
But a thousand dollars get you killed here
You say a n*gga fake, he a shooter, show a n*gga what’s real is
15 right now, reach for it, show a n*gga got time for it
Murder on my mind for it
Then all this time I wanted you
[Verse 2]
Kill you for lesser, man
Pull up and whip out a Russian, man
Run up, shooter, you scootin and bootin, you dip in that b*tch just to cover head
He like good, I dont wanna go no where cus a n*gga can't take my gun
n*gga can't hand me sh*t cus he blam that b*tch, n*gga gon hold my lungs
Smokin that cigar, backwood
n*gga sh*t off that good
Wanna talk that sh*t til he spark that b*tch, now n*gga gon act hood
Free all the shooters, you know how we rockin, them n*ggas be tellin us stay out the way
n*gga catch amnesia, he’ll remember that b*tch when its in his face
[Chorus]
Don’t know about you, you, you, you, you
But a thousand dollars get you killed here
You say a n*gga fake, he a shooter, show a n*gga what’s real is
15 right now, reach for it, show a n*gga got time for it
Murder on my mind for it
Then all this time I wanted you
[Outro]
See I don’t know about you, you feel me, but from my city to yours (woah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
A n*gga a die for anything (woah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Some slight sh*t (don’t know about you, you, you, you, you, but a thousand dollars get you killed here)
I lied when I said $1000 (you say a n*gga fake, he a shooter, show a n*gga what’s real is)
(15 right now, reach for it, show a n*gga got time for it, murder on my mind for it)
That sh*t weird ain't it (then all this time I wanted you)
I just gotta give you the true story (murder on my mind for it, then all this time I wanted you)
I gotta give it to you however, if its like that
Imma go again
Bring me
Smoke this weed, fasho