THA SPOT lyrics

[Intro]
(f*ck the fire, we got grease)
(It's a Wayne beat)
(His name's Pablo)

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
This my trap, I sold a brick there
Yeah, this my hood store, I parked the whip there
I just bought some Gucci socks, I got every pair
To see if it's oil base, I let it melt clear
Been on the other sides of shootouts, I done felt fear
Get it done and send 'em back soon as the rest clear (I'll be there in a minute, my n*gga)

[Verse 2: Nuk]
My fiend snorting Percs off of tablе, don't like doing G's
I'm just like the playoffs with thе oranges, it's like TNT
I don't even know hoes in the morning, I'm like who is she?
You can't even compare to the bags, so how can we compete?
Right before my b*tches hit the bottle, they take two Aleves
We treat pills just like DNA, the way we move the genes

[Verse 3: Louie Ray]
I don't know what I smoke a week, it might be a P
Jump out my Nike tracksuit and throw on D&G
Turn the cocaine yellow, wearing Off-White
Right now, my grill two-tone, neck's all white
Now let me bring the work back, you n*ggas jobs fried
I get so deep in the pus*y like I'm tryna hide
I'm tryna get my music heard, I ain't tryna sign
Oh, they acting like they can't see me, guess I gotta shine
All-black matte Lamborghini, gotta make it mines
Operation look legit, but it's all a crime
Could've sold this Perc' for sixty bucks, but give me thirty-five
Make sure the hood eat forever, get me glorified
Made two-fifty off this rap sh*t, [?][1:08] verified
Make thirty-six hundred for a 'bow turn to eighty-five
[Verse 4: Nuk]
Got dinosaur money, I be paging my accountant
I made a half a brick of dog look like eighty-five thousand
Don't even talk like you 'bout it 'til you get your grams back
I really came up off of blow, boy, I ain't just saying that
Before I put it on the stove, I let it run under of the sink
Before I run out of this paper, they gon' run out of that ink
She fifty-plus, ain't got good insurance, that's what I tell the doc
Ain't gotta scam, just pick up that dog is what I'm tellin' Glock
I switch the stash every other week, that's if they get a drop
My fiends knowing it got fent' in there, they smell it when it lock
My b*tches try to put that pus*y on me just to sit me down
I can't tell them boys what state I'm in, won't even say the town
I can't tell them boys what state I'm in, won't even say the place
Told my n*ggas I got faith in girl just like I'm Stevie J

[Verse 5: Louie Ray]
Was getting ice work cheap, paying eighty-five an ounce
Couldn't get me out the spot, was in there laying on the couch
Whip my di*k out for her, then lay it in her mouth
Before we was blowing zaz', we was heavy on the loud
Came to the show deep, gang heavy in the crowd
I went on and paid the extra, they ain't pack nobody down
It's too big to go in her pus*y, had to tape it all around
It's three n*ggas that I serve, but it make it all around
[Outro: Louie Ray]
Like, everybody in the city get a little bit, n*gga (Everybody touch this sh*t)
Like, we boomin', n*gga