Su Da Boss - Spaz lyrics

rate me

I ain’t with the tricks trick, I’m in the big shit

Hoes know I’m getting it, yeah

A nigga, nigga rich

Block buzzing, flush everything when the cops coming

Kill everything when a nigga try jacking

Black with these hoes motherfucker I’m spazzing

Boss paper, suit to be

I’m stacking paper, I’m macking cheese

See how I spaz, triple game 6, or hit him on his ass

No homo stopping, put it on the safe, I put it on his pocket

I bag a bitch, I fucked a bitch

I had a bitch, with another bitch

She off a chain, you wanna cough the bitch

She try to steal the stat, so I stuffed the bitch

[Hook]

I’m bad, superstar hustle on your motherfucking ass

12 pounds of butter in the motherfucking bag

Everybody shooters on my motherfucking ass

Niggas talking crazy so you know I’m bout to spaz

Tripple, tripping, tripping, on them boy I’m bout to spaz

Tripple, tripping, tripping, on them boy I’m bout to spaz

Superstar hustle on your motherfucking ass

Gotta keep that hammer cause they know I’m getting cash

Still hating on me so I’m moving on, hater!

Try to find the things so I loose it all

...bitch nigga try to cut me so I’m shooting at him

Hit them once, ran out of bullets so I do it at

Hater, you thought to find yourself in trouble boy

Act like this, your daddy find yourself another boy

My swag is dangerous, I keep ... call you

Till you try to say some gangster shit

Pow pow bitch that’s the emo

I’m tripping off bitch I never had a fucking demo

I’m in that pano fucking mero with the tinted windows

And got the goons with the hammers in a rented limo

Hater, now tell me I ain’t on my shit

You on that down to cut a deal like on a formal shit

I’m on about to make a movie that perform the shit

You wanna hit the day tomorrow you’d be a ... bitch

[Hook]

I’m bad, superstar hustle on your motherfucking ass

12 pounds of butter in the motherfucking bag

Everybody shooters on my motherfucking ass

Niggas talking crazy so you know I’m bout to spaz

Tripple, tripping, tripping, on them boy I’m bout to spaz

Tripple, tripping, tripping, on them boy I’m bout to spaz

Superstar hustle on your motherfucking ass

Gotta keep that hammer cause they know I’m getting cash

Instead of hating me you need to learn your bizz

Instead of hating me you need to love your bitch

I’m bout to fuck your bitch

She riding with me cause I told her what the fuck it is

When niggas sick I got the medicine

Calling doctor pencil somebody call the medical

Fuck your bitch and what you represent

You, massive...motherfucker over 50 cent, hater

I keep it so new Yorker for my niggas

Walking drive by on ...avenue, we woke up on a nigga

So many bodies they ain’t choking

No more niggas give it up like you don’t want it no more nigga, nigga

[Hook]

I’m bad, superstar hustle on your motherfucking ass

12 pounds of butter in the motherfucking bag

Everybody shooters on my motherfucking ass

Niggas talking crazy so you know I’m bout to spaz

Tripple, tripping, tripping, on them boy I’m bout to spaz

Tripple, tripping, tripping, on them boy I’m bout to spaz

Superstar hustle on your motherfucking ass

Gotta keep that hammer cause they know I’m getting cash.