Rittz - Profit lyrics

[Hook – Rittz] Yep, yep, yep, b**h I'm all about my (profit) Yep, yep, yep, don't even try to count my (profit) Yep, yep, yep, so stay the f** up out my (profit) Yep, yep, yep, yep, yeah [Verse 1 – Yelawolf] I got my buddies on the corner, in the back of the club with a sack And they rolling up a jointer, smoking that country stash You ain't never seen a bull rider bumping UGK Nah homie, you ain't never seen that f** it, pee Like a bucket seat Hip hop make em all lean back Make a ping pong ball jealous of the bounce Chevrolet sitting tall like a cloud Yeah, pick another trailer park girl up Dirty blonde digger, ding dong, get out Yeah, Imma let the lid out, f** puffing in this jar, lightning bug Southern hospitality, but I hospitalize you cause I'm nice enough To spot a punk like a h*mophobic I'm on it, my opponents know it Get your money up D-boy I ain't a D-boy, but my folks they grow it Done clipped the bud and done sold it I been sipping Bud, you ain't noticed? I'm in the bible belt like a church, in the lobby Where they offering trade for that profit [Hook] [Verse 2 – Shawty Fatt] Let me get started Targeting artists, ain't no dodging em, lodging them Cause they fraudulous, yeah, my ho might been sporting sh** No tours and sh**, no super Nintendo, but I got cartridges Cartman sh**, working my big old tool like I know carpentry Pardon me it's the, n***a you know me, the hottest commodity Probably catch me posted at penny province in poverty Cause they copping it, stopping me, nope No [?] copping me, nope P O T B E L L, why the hell they riding my tail? I'll slow it down a minute (what?) Cause I ain't been around a minute These n***as feeling themselves cause I let em borrow the crown a minute And I'll admit I get beside myself sometimes Only cause I know I got dope rhymes in my punchlines So f** with yo mind, I'm bucking, bout my [Hook] [Verse 3 – Rittz] I am a real Slumerican Told Yelawolf he can swear me in I got a heavy double barrel in my box Chevy When my album drop, everybody scared again And I'm prepared to win at all costs Y'all talk a lot of sh**, tryna tear my skin And rumor has it I'm crazy, I need to see a therapist Well if the shoe fits, f** it Imma wear it then Cause I'm a go getter, I would swear for ten I'm bout to turn up like a sombrero rim I'm kinda like a modern day Larry Flynn It's Slum sh**, baby f** Katy Perry fans I rep Atlanta, I ain't never been to Paris, France I switch lanes, crossing over like I'm Jeremy Lin You can't admire me, don't let me catch you staring pimp I'm like a great white shark in this aquarium When I was young, I knew kids out caroling Around the holidays, they were pistol carrying In the spare, getting paper was imperative Reaching in my pocket, only thing there was lint Well I compare with then, don't want to spare a cent We suited up in all black, in a pair of tens I ran up in a local baller's house, I lay it down Motherf**er, show me where it is I'm bout to take that profit [Hook]