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spam 2 lamb - g herbo lyrics

[intro]
(zaytoven)

[chorus]
i was scaling grams, watching yo! mtv jams (for real)
now i’m the richest n*gga in my fam (for real)
forty percent goes straight to uncle sam (f*ck it)
but that ain’t sh*t, i’m out here going ham (f*ck it, ayy)
lambchop dinners, i come straight from spam (n*gga)
lamb’ talk n*gga, i just scr*ped my rims
mil’ talks with some real boss n*ggas
bad b*tches wanna know how much i live cost, n*gga (ayy)

[verse 1]
zay in here with me, that’s cloth talk, n*gga (cloth talk, n*gga)
me, mik, and jb, that’s boss talk, n*gga (boss talk, what?)
and yeah, we’ll all fall out, but we ain’t gon’ fall off, n*gga (ain’t never gon’ fall off, n*gga)
n*ggas say this and that, but you know that it’s all talk, n*gga (they all talk)
i don’t stress nothin’ under five hundred k, that’s small talk
can’t come kick it with us, f*ck n*gga, your b*lls’ soft, ayy
five, ten, fifteen k, that’s what the doll cost, n*gga
i don’t ever get no ig beef, i log off on n*ggas (g herbo)
in the porsche truck, i’m high, can’t see my front lights, got the fog (uh)
never lived in a neighborhood nice like this all my life, ’bout to jog
my n*gga ’bout to buy his mama a house ’cause i don’t ball hog
i came from nothin’, young n*gga, got millions in my call log (m’s)
we was ridin’ hot cars like eleven, twelve (eleven, twelve)
high speed chase, crash (skrrt), second time in jail (second time in jail)
fourth of july in the hood, i went back to h*ll
but i still blend in with my k!llers though, they treat me well (uh)
[chorus]
i was scaling grams, watching yo! mtv jams (for real)
now i’m the richest n*gga in my fam (ayy, for real)
forty percent goes straight to uncle sam (you ain’t know uncle sam, f*ck it)
but that ain’t sh*t, i’m out here going ham (that ain’t sh*t, i’m out here goin’ ham, ayy)
lambchop dinners, i come straight from spam (we was eatin’ spam)
lamb’ talk n*gga, i just scr*ped my rims (scr*ped my rims)
mil’ talks with some real boss n*ggas (mil’ talks with some real boss n*ggas)
bad b*tches wanna know how much i live cost, n*gga (ayy)

[verse 2]
we don’t know no l’s, we just throw up l’s (l’s)
we was worn well, i know how to throw ’em well (bah)
talkin’ slang ’cause they’ll tell, pull up, meet us by the sh*ll
my first curve through the mail, i was nervous as h*ll
my first show, ten thousand fans, i was nervous a lil’
smokin’ og in a swisher, rocked that b*tch, i faced my fear
rockin’ sh*t, i made a career, ain’t about what i made in a year
been through sh*t but i’m here, everybody say i’m top tier
and i ain’t even really blossomed for real (for real)
made a mil’, but i be grindin’ like it’s impossible still
shining like i ain’t lose no diamonds, i ain’t even got ’em for real (i ain’t even got ’em for real)
fightin’ a case, i ain’t left since may, but that sh*t ain’t stoppin’ me still
in the stu’ at night like (f*ck it)
i’m in the stu’ at night like i ain’t got two hundred songs on tuck
i don’t give a f*ck, i’ll blow in broad day like i ain’t that n*gga or somethin’
put it away like i ain’t even make that cake, like i’m jigga or somethin’
n*ggas’ll return a debt and be lookin’ at me like he givin’ me somethin’ (the f*ck, n*gga?)
[chorus]
i was scaling grams, watching yo! mtv jams (for real)
now i’m the richest n*gga in my fam (richest n*gga in my fam, for real)
forty percent goes straight to uncle sam (forty percent to uncle sam, f*ck it)
but that ain’t sh*t, i’m out here going ham (that ain’t sh*t, i’m goin’ ham, ayy)
lambchop dinners, i come straight from spam (we was eatin’ spam, n*gga)
lamb’ talk n*gga, i just scr*ped my rims (scr*ped my rims)
mil’ talks with some real boss n*ggas (mil’ talks, boss n*ggas)
bad b*tches wanna know how much i live cost, n*gga (ayy)

- g herbo lyrics

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