Priceless lyrics

[Intro]

KidWond3r you made this beat? dang

Ayy (gang, gang, gang, gang)

West money shit bitch, you know how I'm rockin' nigga

Straight gang shit bitch, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]

Bitch my rims rub, I'm iced up

Fast cars like Midnight Club, with nitrous

Took my dope up off the clearance rack (the price up)

Snuck through the back door of the strip club, I'm piped up

Bitch I hang around with drug dealers, and sheisters

Got another nigga bitch with me, she priceless

Say Lud Foe why you do me wrong? 'cause I'm not righteous

Them niggas copy, but they'll never be nothin' like us

I made a livin' and a killin' off that white dust

I like my bread with some cheese on it, that stuffed crust

Gave her a shot, the dumb bitch fucked around, missed that bus

These niggas hate to see me comin' they don't like us

[Verse 1]

Sadly mistaken if you think that I give two fucks

I'm in VIP off ecstasy, with two sluts

About my fortune cookies, guess what

I spent the fortune on my neck, these VVS's

They drippin' water, got her wet, but I didn't drench her

She say she can't believe it's me, somebody pinch her

I put that Pyrex in a headlock like a wrestler

She want a hundred for some head, but I finessed her

Ain't tryna cuff that ho, I ain't finna arrest her

Shit on a ho on purpose, she say I depress her

My mama got grey hairs and shit, she say I stress her

Cops question me, but no I don't fold under pressure

(Ain't have no cash, got off my ass, now I'm successful)

[Chorus]

Bitch my rims rub, I'm iced up

Fast cars like Midnight Club, with nitrous

Took my dope up off the clearance rack (the price up)

Snuck through the back door of the strip club, I'm piped up

Bitch I hang around with drug dealers, and sheisters

Got another nigga bitch with me, she priceless

Say Lud Foe why you do me wrong? 'cause I'm not righteous

Them niggas copy, but they'll never be nothin' like us

I made a livin' and a killin' off that white dust

I like my bread with some cheese on it, that stuffed crust

Gave her a shot, the dumb bitch fucked around, missed that bus

These niggas hate to see me comin' they don't like us

[Verse 2]

Fuck with me and mine, you get put on a stretcher

We play for keeps, we playin' chess and you play checkers

I'm smokin' bubble kush, I fill my lungs with cactus

And I won't give a fuck how much you study, don't test us

We ridin' V12, let my window down and throw out ketchup

And every day I wake and thank the lord 'cause he blessed us

You plottin' on the Chevy, I'm plottin' on a Tesla

Bitch I'm MC Hammer with this hammer, get nailed up

You got a gun but you didn't shoot it once, it's growing dust

I told my jeweler fill my Patek Philippe with diamonds

Every bitch that's pretty and petite tryna find us

My dick had a fight with her pussy cat, now I'm scratched up

Your bitch like rich niggas, bumped into us, now she snatched up

I knock the air out of your inner tube, get passed up

Use coffee beans to conceal all this paraphernalia

If you a junky, then I got some shit to sell you

You should've studied your real nigga test, I failed you

I'ma check a million before they check me out, for my son

The Lord gave birth, now it is nothing brighter than my son

(My son, my son)

I met this ho, I told her she was dope

Like the crystals in the coke that I sell you

I said look baby, since I think you're dope

I put you in my envelope and I'll mail you

She know that I'm the pimp and she the ho

I put a price on her and sell her

I got this bitch here with an open nose

She believes everything that I tell her

Nigga if you get caught with all this shit

(Whatever you do, just don't tell them I'm the seller)

Remember when I touched that white girl

I became a young gettin' money fellow

Got snowflakes in this white shit

True story it couldn't be much paler

These pussy niggas feminine to me

They all faggots, man they all Cinderellas

[Chorus]

Bitch my rims rub, I'm iced up

Fast cars like Midnight Club, with nitrous

Took my dope up off the clearance rack (the price up)

Snuck through the back door of the strip club, I'm piped up

Bitch I hang around with drug dealers, and sheisters

Got another nigga bitch with me, she priceless

Say Lud Foe why you do me wrong? 'cause I'm not righteous

Them niggas copy, but they'll never be nothin' like us

I made a livin' and a killin' off that white dust

I like my bread with some cheese on it, that stuffed crust

Gave her a shot, the dumb bitch fucked around, missed that bus

These niggas hate to see me comin' they don't like us

• Artist:Lud Foe
• Album:Boochie Gang (2018)