[Intro]
T.M.I
T.M.I gang
Too much ink
Too much Ink
[Hook]
I was hustling all on the corner
I wanted to be a baller
Bad b**h give her number
I ain't even gon call her
I just want to be the Illest
I just want to be the richest
Shoot em down, shoot em down, shoot em down
If he hating on Stitches
No no no no no no now you dead
No no no no no no now you dead
No no no no no no now you dead
No no no no no no now you dead
[Verse 1]
If you ain't got respect you ain't got nuttin
If you ain't got [?] you ain't got nuttin
All these mother f**ers said they real but they straight fronting
Now I came up and I came up off nuttin
8 ball to a OZ, OZ to a whole key
Screaming f** the police
Everybody acting like they know me
Everybody claiming to be my homie
Yeah you got a gun but you ain't gon pop nun
Say you gon k** me you ain't gon k** nun
End of discussion, choppas what I'm bussing
Who do I trust man I trust nothing
No no no no no no now you dead
Play around with me now you got bullets in your head, uhh
Serving that coco
They say I'm loco
I remember the times I was running away from the cops with the dope in my socks, uhh
My mind telling me keep on running
Cuz one day Imma be somebody
I don't really want to k** nobody
But if you play around imma promise somebody
[Hook]
I was hustling all on the corner
I wanted to be a baller
Bad b**h give her number
I ain't even gon call her
I just want to be the Illest
I just want to be the richest
Shoot em down, shoot em down, shoot em down
If he hating on Stitches
No no no no no no now you dead
No no no no no no now you dead
No no no no no no now you dead
No no no no no no now you dead
[Verse 2]
I was trying to get my cash right
Hustle all night in Nashville
Liquor bottles and cirgarettes
Living life with no regrets
The whole city know ... off a back a bottle of Jack
Stitches on that codiene I think I'm living too fast
Too young and we got too much money
We balling like the lakers in L.A it's always sunny yeah
Tattoos on my face, got tear drops falling down
Sipping on that whisky
We were turning the crown
Too much ink we had too much to drink
We k** to fit the Vodka just to get the night started yeah
Don't try to shooyt us down
Cuz you will be giving up
We got bulletsin the shot gun
And we been getting backs
[Hook]
I was hustling all on the corner
I wanted to be a baller
Bad b**h give her number
I ain't even gon call her
I just want to be the Illest
I just want to be the richest
Shoot em down, shoot em down, shoot em down
If he hating on Stitches
No no no no no no now you dead
No no no no no no now you dead
No no no no no no now you dead
No no no no no no now you dead
[Outro]
I was flipping on the corner selling lots of dope
I was flipping on the corner selling lots of dope
I was flipping on the
I was flipping on the
I was flipping on the corner selling lots of dope