MaRLo - Set Up Shop (Remix) lyrics

Ayy man, I been a rich n***a, know what I'm sayin'? I ain't had no plug, know what I'm sayin'? Lil Baby, digit time n***a Yeah yeah yeah Set up shop n***a f** the cops, I got plenty guap Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool We the gang, n***a try the gang, n***a bust his brain b**hes lame, n***as droppin' names, that's a damn shame b**h wait, f** a mixtape, I got plenty cake Yeah I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why n***as hate Bad b**h, she done s**ed me up for them brand new J's Trap n***a, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day Slaughter gang, snatch your chain, dirty face, dirty K Hundred thou in put up, I got this from the cook up Sixty two to one-twenty-five, I doubled up Switchin' lanes in the Hellcat, I done did that Flip packs, I got big racks, where your b**h at? n***as broke, b**hes stressed out, I can't help that Real n***a, I talk brick talk, bet they felt that Dope money turnt to rap money, watch how I flip that Set up shop n***a f** the cops, I got plenty guap Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool We the gang, n***a try the gang, n***a bust his brain b**hes lame, n***as droppin' names, that's a damn shame b**h wait, f** a mixtape, I got plenty cake Yeah I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why n***as hate Bad b**h, she done s**ed me up for them brand new J's Trap n***a, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day Young Baby, goin' straight crazy, worth like four-eighty Three eighty, I got two of those, keep 'em in my pocket Young n***a get a lot of money, all these b**hes jocking p**y n***a say they wanna rob me, guess that's why they watchin' Hold up, b**h I'm froze up, b**h you know us Them fours up, I be poured up, got me slowed up Shoebox, f** a shoebox, that ain't big enough Big racks, I got big racks, where your b**h at? Set up shop n***a f** the cops, I got plenty guap Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool We the gang, n***a try the gang, n***a bust his brain b**hes lame, n***as droppin' names, that's a damn shame b**h wait, f** a mixtape, I got plenty cake Yeah I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why n***as hate Bad b**h, she done s**ed me up for them brand new J's Trap n***a, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day Marc gators on my feet like I just stepped up out the swamp I wanna be a billionaire, I ain't got no problem with Donald Trump Lookin' sad, on a med, mixin' Act with Hi-Tech I got way more water than Katrina 'round my f**in' neck I f**ed that b**h like a pit I told her her boyfriend a piss Hundred-fifty thousand dollar b**hes on deck Set up shop, and I got some red in the red rock Actavis make me sit it down like I can't walk Go to that skirt, it's a box Stand up guys get slaughtered I can never be like Quan Ranned up way too many coins Anyway I act flamboyent n***a been a gangster since born n***a k**ed theyself, I warned n***as goin' broke and it's showin' Set up shop n***a f** the cops, I got plenty guap Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool We the gang, n***a try the gang, n***a bust his brain b**hes lame, n***as droppin' names, that's a damn shame b**h wait, f** a mixtape, I got plenty cake Yeah I'm rich and I'm pushing weight, that's why n***as hate Bad b**h, she done s**ed me up for them brand new J's Trap n***a, six phones, doin' at least a brick a day