Stingy - song lyrics
Swervin' in my Benz and I be taking off the roof
Put away that pistol bud, I know you ain't gone shoot nun
Most of these niggas cappin, think they gang but they jus' tools
They be doing shit because 'em niggas wanna be cool
We ain't fuck wit you cause you ain't making money moves
I never say a nigga cappin when you know that shit be true
Talk behind my back, you ain't think I had a clue
Niggas getting stingy with my pockets like a jew
A nigga getting stingy with my pockets like a jew
Niggas got they hands out, like how they finna choose
Up the glizzy issa man down, his face is on the news
Wipe his nose and if he sneeze, then that nigga finna snooze
Pussy boy get on your knees, if you move then I'mma shoot
Staining niggas every day, I'm jus' tryna get the loot
Wit the gang every day on the block we making moves
Wit the gang every day on the block we making moves
(Wit the gang every day on the block we making moves)
(BKS, gang shit, you know how we do)
Swervin' in my Benz and I be taking off the roof
Put away that pistol bud, I know you ain't gone shoot nun
Most of these niggas cappin, think they gang but they jus' tools
They be doing shit because 'em niggas wanna be cool
We ain't fuck wit you cause you ain't making money moves
I never say a nigga cappin when you know that shit be true
Talk behind my back, you ain't think I had a clue
Niggas getting stingy with my pockets like a jew
I been getting stingy with my pockets like I'm jewish
Seen you always talk a lot of shit but never do it
All the hate made me a demon man I'm ruthless
You know I ain't ridin' on no wave, issa movement
Old bitches coming in my way I'm on my new shit
New bitches coming in my way I'm pick and choosing
Used to be that I would shoot my shot she wouldn't pick me
Now she on my phone tryna tell me that she miss me
Bitch leave me alone, I don't even wanna talk now
I don't fuck wit liquor, lil hoe, I'm sippin wok now
We ain't really spinnin on no block, you gone get walked down
And I ain't even comin' out the crib unless the thots out
(Comin' out the crib unless the thots out)
I ain't finna vent, hop in the stu to get my thoughts out
It's jus me and Wavy, feel like Polo and Lil Tjay, see your party we gone pop out
Yeah yeah
Swervin' in my Benz and I be taking off the roof
Put away that pistol bud, I know you ain't gone shoot nun
Most of these niggas cappin, think they gang but they jus' tools
They be doing shit because 'em niggas wanna be cool
We ain't fuck wit you cause you ain't making money moves
I never say a nigga cappin when you know that shit be true
Talk behind my back, you ain't think I had a clue
Niggas getting stingy with my pockets like a jew