Never Been Average lyrics

by

Slump6s


[Intro]
(Yuh, yuh)
Had your hoe top me up after a long day
I put the B in the Bank
BB on my ma’f*cking waist
I f*cked on your b*tch, ok
She wan’ have my kids, ok
Had to chill on the tris, ok
Diamond rocks, look at my fist, okay (Let's go)

[Verse 1]
I ran this sh*t up independently
I been had more guap then my enemies (yeah)
I dropped that hoe now that b*tch dead to me
I ain’t answering questions no jeopardy
f*ck out my way lil n*gga get left in that new SRT it take off like a jet
I couldn’t calculate how much i spend but, its more that you make that's a hundred percent
f*ck you mean, I ran up a check
Vetement jeans, cost a stack
You can't see me when I pull up, all black
You broke, I’m rich know that hoe a fact
Got this hoe on a leash lil bro take her back
I do not wan’ have her heart in my hands
VS1 diamonds on me and they dance
[?] (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I get them racks on my own, give a f*ck ‘bout a label don’t need no advance (damn)
I ain’t no dummy I got a lil money then I spent that sh*t right on land
Every time 6 poppin' out need the Prada Chanel on my ma’f*cking pants
n*ggas don’t wan’ talk ‘bout money cause 6 really quick to go back out them bands
This b*tch she wanna suck di*k and I let her cause she got unlimited hands
Lil b*tch she wanna pull up to the function I tell her come bring her lil friends
I'm in New York and i'm linkin' with lunch I put grabba leaf all in my plans
Ran up a milly at 16, the world is ours tat put that sh*t on my hand (damn)

[Verse 3]
Bullets they hot they might give him a tan (brrr brrp)
600 but I f*ck all 10’s (damn)
I was down bad n*gga never again
Young n*gga went copped me a lance
Hop out the scat that dude wanted to dance
Put Louis V right on my ass
I might catch a lil advance on the cash and spend this sh*t right up in Saks
No matter what they gon’ say never been average, never could say I ain’t have it
I f*cked the b*tch once disappeared like its magic, granted her wish like Aladdin
You say you love me, then my name get it tatted
Im done with this b*tch you can have it
Heard he want smoke then them boys better match it cause all of my n*ggas ‘bout action

[Chorus]
Had yo hoe top me up after a long day
I put the B in the Bank
BB on my ma’f*cking waist
I f*cked on your b*tch, ok
She wan’ have my kids, ok
Had to chill on the tris, ok
Diamond rocks, look at my fist, okay
I know I said what I said b*tch take it the wrong way (wrong way)
To flipping them bricks, ok (brrr, brrr)
That juug finna hit, ok (brrr)
I turned that hoe all different ways
She just wanna see how I taste
Im balling so hard, NBA
I don’t want the sex gimme face
[Verse 4]
She on her knees Colin Kaepernick
I digress hold up man I’m back in it
I wear Vetement swag ain’t no jacking this
Im like Kobe, the rock I ain’t passing this
Im a Ball Hog, b*tch ain’t no passing this
I eat good every day like I’m breaking fast
My OG moving weight just like breaking bad
Im like what I can say just to make her mad
I ball hard like Tracy McGrady [?]
Rock her white like crack in the 80’s, man
I got chips on chips like I’m Brady, man
n*ggas washed up something like AD, man
I never move with a f*cking plan
I told my brother to stick to the plan
Your b*tch on my di*k like a super fan
Just like nike told brother lets do it man

[Chorus]
Had yo hoe top me up after a long day
I put the B in the Bank
BB on my ma’f*cking waist
I f*cked on your b*tch, ok
She wan’ have my kids, ok
Had to chill on the tris, ok
Diamond rocks, look at my fist, okay
I know I said what I said b*tch take it the wrong way (wrong way)
To flipping them bricks, ok (brrr, brrr)
That juug finna hit, ok (brrr)
I turned that hoe all different ways
She just wanna see how I taste
Im balling so hard, NBA
I don’t want the sex gimme face
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