DJ Mustard - Intro (Ketchup) lyrics

(Intro) It’s Lil Snupe n***a I’m the motherf**in freestyle king Mustard on the beat, hoe Finna go and rip this b**h up Free my n***a C4 Yea, look look look look (Verse) Check it, I said I only got a few homies hatin ‘Cause it seems like all of you other n***as is changing I’m steady smoking blunts – that’s how I be maintaining Stay the same, b**h, I’m going out the same way I came in Ever since I got money people say I’m makin funny But nobody was ill when I ain’t had none in my stomach I only break bread with the ones who keep it 100 I f** with you, I’m stuck with you n***a, that’s how I’m comin sponsored links I’m from a small city where n***as never achieve But now when they see me I make everybody believe I talk to the joss and I’m thanking God that I’m free Livin crazy, know my granny steady lookin over me But I gotta get it, I’m going hard in these streets Every night, studio session, k**in all of these beats Body tired, so nice, I don’t even go to sleep But I can’t go to sleep, my whole squad gota eat Wake up, I’m blessed, straight kush no stress Thanking God for my success, my b**hes say I’m the best I’m Charlie Brown in the flesh, can give a f** bout the rest Been chasin after my dream, I’m runnin into a check I’m k**in all of my features Music gets through the speakers I do this sh** for the nichia, swear to God that I’m ether I’m in it and I’m legal n***as they better watch it b**h I’m the hottest topic, I put that sh** on my mama I ain’t just coming up, sick, I need a doctor n***a we get it poppin, we shootin sh** like a rocket f** around, grab the chopper, 223 horse stopper Sales they steady droppin, f** everybody who watchin The Boogey Man in yo closet, turn this into satchy Cased up like a socket, n***a it ain’t stopping For real n***a, you’d better chill n***a f** the deal n***a, we’ll run up in yo crib n***a That’s what it is n***a, we roamin Run up in yo crib, we in that b**h til the morning Put the guns in yo face, we want yo belongings I got them dogs with me and all them n***as for me Got yo b**h with you, man you won’t die lonely Shoot you in yo rear, while I’m invading yo crib Sayin give me this, give me that Need this, need that Seen it on the news the next morning with no feedback Jump on to my features, I be where the cheese at Getting high as the f**, I’m askin where the weed at Drink chasers over here, n***a we steady getting paper over here Going major over here Shout to n***a Mustard for the f**in beat I’m finna getting it, these n***as know that it’s for the streets A young n***a, I kid it boy, I be droppin heat I do this sh** for my n***as locked up in the seat n***a (Outro) Free my n***a C4 These n***as already know that I used to be broke but I be damned if I go back I said I’m on right now I’m f**in b**hes who be grown right now I said I’m smoking on that f**in strong right now And my kush smellin straight like cologne right now, n***a You n***as can’t f** with me n***a Wussup? Ketchup! Bye