9 lyrics

by

Izaya Tiji


[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

[Chorus]
I just came in with that 9, covered in (N)ine
You just came in with a ho
I don't really know her like that, she work a 9 to 5
Want a new bag lets go
Pop a perc 30, [?] I am too tame, I need two lets go
I got a couple of n*ggas that wanna do you so bad, 'fore nothin' at all
Me and my money been fell over, I stack that way, way, way to tall
b*tch actin' friends with me, I can't ever hear no more
Remember when I said I hated you, but I don't really need you, go
Up now, can never fold
Number (N)ine jeans gon' keep me cold

[Verse]
I got a bust down that's why they mad
Lost yo b*tch to me that's so, sad
Rackies came in they never, left
You say you gettin' money so, cap
(Cap, cap, cap) listen, (yea, ha ha)
Lemme go off one more time, (yea, ha ha) listen
Off-White Air Force blue (Blue)
My ex, she don't know you
KanKan came with that blick
Bounce of the walls, then hit you
He ride meat I think he gay
I'm off a hydro, what you say?
I'm eatin' good, that's Crème Brule
I think the boyfriend eatin' Lo Mein
Rich n*gga never use microwave
I'm rich as f*ck, i'm well made
I like peach in my parfait
Let's go to LA
We can live anywhere, would you be my girl?
I don't wanna say that though
I ain't really with it, I'm just tryna pull yo ho
I don't care, new b*tch bad as hell
These n*ggas sad as hell
Go ahead, ring that bell, yea
Then they fell
Yea, If I get locked up then my n*ggas gon' go ahead, get me on bail
Yea, your b*tch on sale, yea
You ain't got no mail, no
You talkin' 'bout scammin' n*ggas
You talkin' b*tch sh*t
You really not with it n*gga
He a lil kiddie n*gga
He a lil kid n*gga
Let's take him down
Let's take him down
[Chorus]
I just came in with that 9, covered in (N)ine
You just came in with a ho
I don't really know her like that, she work a 9 to 5
Want a new bag lets go
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