Philthy Rich - Social Media Gangstas lyrics

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Philthy Rich - Social Media Gangstas lyrics

[Intro] Ayy it's Philthy n***a, uh, look [Verse] JBay turned twenty-six in the hole (free JBay) Glock-26, one in the hole (one up top) A bird in the microwave, one on the stove (thirty-six) Used to heat the house up by turning on the stove (it's Philthy) The Wraith paid for, I got the pink slip (you know I do) Remember the b**h straight crashed the pink whip (remember that?) Smokin' 'Woods to a roach, got a pink lip (k** zone) Keep quiet, you know loose lips sink ships (solid) Lookin' out the loft to see the white man golf (is that right?) Sorry I ain't make it to the funeral, rest in peace Frost (rest in peace Frost) I f** with n***as from every hood, they know that I'm a bosss (they know I am) They know my word good and never put 'em in a cross Brought all my n***as change, you ain't brought yourself one (broke n***a) Stay solid, never thinkin' 'bout myself, huh (uh-uh) Bullets burn, I don't know if you ever felt one (I don't think so) He sneak dissing, I be really tryna milk somethin' (it's Philthy) A n***a touch me, they gonna f** the city up (you know they is) Pull up on your baby mama in a Bentley truck (foreign) Stash spot and you know I got the mini tucked (you know I keep it on) One in every foreign, think before you pullin' up (they do that) The b**h said she love me, told the ho to show me (b**h) It took for me to get some money for the ho to know me (money man) She tryna f** with me, let me hold forty (ayy I need it) Took for her to get some money for the ho to blow me (it's Philthy) In the D, leaving out Erotic City (what up though?) You know I got them k**ers and them robbers with me (you know I do) It take a couple minutes to count out a fifty (fifty thou) I'm p**y if you find a twenty or a fifty (it's Philthy) Used to hit sack and pack out pinkies (I did) Used to want to get my dick s**ed and pack out Pinkie (I did) At this time she was the biggest thing in the city (she was) Now I'm in Miami tryna f** Chinese Kitty (it's Philthy) He said he want twenty thou' for fame worth (is that right?) I'm a real n***a but I see how this fame work (I see how this sh** work) I'm at the shooting range tryna see how this thang work (thang work) Play with me, they gon' remember you on a plain shirt (it's Philthy) How you tell on a n***a but you mad at me? (huh?) I been ballin' on these n***as like an athlete (I have) Stop tellin' n***as you lookin' for me, you ain't after me (what up n***a) You can drop your location, we can happily meet (it's Philthy) I got a vegan b**h with some good p**y (she do) All she wanna do is cook good for me (she do) She said these steaks and these lobsters ain't no good for me (is that right?) b**h I'm eatin' on these n***as, roll a 'Wood for me (it's Philthy) Rest in peace Feddi, yeah my n***a gone (rest in peace Feddi) Bust down a Cuban and a tombstone (bust down) It ain't no way that I can ever move wrong (uh-uh) In Dan eyes I could never do wrong (ayy Dan what's happenin'?) Ayy free all my n***as locked up (ayy free my n***as) Back of the Maybach gettin' topped up (b**h) A lil ten thou for me to pop up (chump change) They just social media gangsters, they is not tough (uh-uh) It's Philthy

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