Have Nots lyrics

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
My shorties came with a bad voice
His man’s made a bad choices
His sweatshirt got beats like I’m Black Noi$e
We stack coins like the Vegas chips to cop toys
The viceroy, the cult spread from Memphis out to Des Moines
f*ck a Jim Rome, he get exposed
I choose when to be alone
These hoes sticking to me like they cologne
Yeah, out in Germany
The bag was a burglary
We blew trees and got topped off, off thе courtesy
You heard of me
Clеan like the murder scene
I thoroughly heard the scheme
Asked if I wanted in, certainly
Burn leaves, shades on to block the bleed
Braveheart, don’t drop to knees
Small talk, I never need
Save it, please
Make cheese, save face
Like Maybelline, make haste
And chase the dream
Take names and make em see we made a means
Same team making trades easily
I’m rolling with my core three like Klay, Steph Curry, Draymond Greene
[Chorus: Issa Gold]
Had my eyes on the knots
And ears to the block
Heard they hoping for the fold
But my n*ggas never flop
New wave in the spot
We changing the locks
Had to switch up the load
n*gga wait for the drops
My eyes on the knots
And ears to the block
Heard they hoping for the fold
But my n*ggas never flop
New wave in the spot
We changing the locks
Had to switch up the load
n*gga wait for the drops

[Verse 2: AKTHESAVIOR]
(Lord)
My eyes on the papes
Cops still on the chase
I toss the weight like lipo’
You know how life go
When you live by the blade
A horseman on the road gon’ use his soul to find a way
It’s like a n*gga from the bush gon’ grind it out, don’t even skate
She drove the V across town, I sent the addy
It was four houses down
I don’t trust hoes, just di*k ‘em then I bounce
Like a truckload
Sometimes there’s wide turns among them routes
I holler “yurrr”, that’s how I scout
The car might skrrt for right amounts
And I might splurge but the re-up
Gon’ be twice as much to count
I wear a Midas touch crown
And my alliances supplied us with the bow
Street comics but we draw to take ‘em out
Just like a order, can’t box me in
Buffet with the styles
That flower setting changed the setting now
They raising up their brows
AK the General
Them hours I put in, they shining proud
I got this sh*t dialed
My aura getting taller
Like it sprouts or like a baller
Just watch the shots you callin’ or you’ll get fouled
[Chorus: Issa Gold]
My eyes on the knots
And ears to the block
Heard they hoping for the fold
But my n*ggas never flop
New wave in the spot
We changing the locks
Had to switch up the load
n*gga wait for the drops
My eyes on the knots
And ears to the block
Heard they hoping for the fold
But my n*ggas never flop
New wave in the spot
We changing the locks
Had to switch up the load
n*gga wait for the drops