130 in LA lyrics

[Intro]
CountUp, big chicken sh*t, n*gga, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's 1:20 AM right now in LA, n*gga
Money on the table, n*gga
Go
Ayy
(Reuel, stop playin' with these n*ggas)

[Verse 1]
They say, "I heard jit be f*ckin' with them 'bows and sh*t"
I heard n*gga really mad about some hoes and sh*t
She in love with a n*gga, but I got hoes to pick
Yeah, I should've chose my b*tch, but I chose the brick
Ayy, Gucci and that Christian Louboutin off of trap money
I'm signed to Rod Wave, so you know I got some rap money
Hundred racks, n*gga, all blues, 'cross the map money
Served a Tampa n*gga for them bucks, Warren Sapp money
f*cked a n*gga b*tch, on your head, he tried to put a bounty
f*ckin' on a scammin'-ass b*tch out of Polk County
Shе say she gon' f*ck me on sight if she gеt around me
Told my n*gga, "You better have faith 'cause it move mountains"
Givenchy on my kicks, Crip-walkin' on a n*gga neck
Bottom of 'em blood, shoutout to Bloods, gotta show respect
Ten times out of ten, you already know I'm gettin' that pus*y wet
b*tch, I ain't no regular degular n*gga, VVs on my neck
Hellcat— skrrt backroad like a racetrack
n*gga size Golden, he gon' get his first face tat
I don't diss on n*ggas, b*tch, I'm tryna get them plays back
When I'm on my di*k, you know I'm hollerin', "Where that safe at?" (n*gga)
My lil' white boy get in disguise and go and get them pies (Ayy)
Red b*tch eat taht di*k up, look you in your eyes
Pretty white b*tch, good credit and somme good vibes (Ayy)
'Member n*ggas went against the code, yeah, them n*ggas tried (n*gga)
'Sache on me, I know you smell the richet n*gga in the room
Married to the streets, the only time a n*gga jump the broom
Real country n*gga, in the woods tryna catch a 'coon (For real)
n*gga, in my hood, we got smackers, we don't call 'em goons
Eeny, miny, moe with the plug, tryna pick the 'bows
n*gga, you drop that dope inside the water, I'ma break the bowl
n*gga, if it wasn't no motherf*ckin' drugs, I'd be sellin' hoes
n*gga, if it wasn't no motherf*ckin' hoes, I'd be with the Zoes (Ayy)
b*tch, I'm a real hood n*gga like Gorilla Zoe
Monday through Wednesday, I only want Chanel on my toes
n*gga, I got that coke all white, not the shell toes
n*gga, you better cop the whole P 'cause I don't sell O's
[Interlude]
n*gga
Chicken talk, n*gga
GoldenBoy CoountUp Boy, baby, I'm that motherf*ckin' n*gga, n*gga
You know what I'm sayin'?
I just put my whole wrist in the bowl, I'm finna bring that b*tch back, n*gga (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, uh

[Verse 2]
Gave up on rappin', then I came back and took it over
First I put my Glock on the dresser, then I bend her over
b*tch, I ain't talkin' 'bout no soda when I say cola
Jit finna blow my wrist motor, bringin' back yola
Giuseppe kicks, you can spot the richest n*gga in the room
Ayy, we be tryna clean a n*gga house, we gon' bring the broom
Ayy, country n*gga, tryna catch a gopher, tryna catch a 'coon
Hungry n*gga, if it's in the sofa, we gon' bring the broom
Told that lil' b*tch I'm on a jig, I'm finna snatch her wig (Ayy)
Told that b*tch I'll pay for it in the morning 'cause a n*gga rich (Ayy)
Any chance that a n*gga get, f*ck a n*gga b*tch
Any chance that a n*gga get, I'ma bust a brick

[Outro]
Boom, boom, boom, boom, bah, skrrt
Bah, bah, boom, boom, bah, boom, boom, boom, bah, skrrt (Golden)