Space-Jam 11s by Elevated $horty Lyrics
[Intro]
Yap (Hey, RiCh!)
Uh oh (Hahaha)
Shit!
[Verse]
Two Hundred dollar shoes that I hit another lick in
Gucci on my body, I can buy what you're renting
Loner on the hoodie just to tell you what I'm repping
If you ask me, then the fit cost a Lincoln
Bitch, I'm Elevated, I'm the one to keep you guessing
Jumping on these flows like a hoe I need a second
Back in high school, we fighting in detention
Same lame bitches wanting all of my attention
South of Miami to the Lake, Michigan
I been a hot head ever since I was a jit
All I ever wanted some real nice kicks, get the brand new whip, green paper, blue tint
But it's bigger than this, how it go like this, I've been holding down the city they ain't recognize shit
On my Space Jam shit, got the M's on my feet
If you wana' take a pic, let me take one with your bitch please!
Don't tempt me, please don't test me
We gon' cock that shit back like Kobe (Swish)
I told these people twice, don't hoe me
But here we go again with the nose bleed
All these rappers like me and they really wanna' be me
Walk around like Baby cause the diamonds really Fiji
Loner on the body cause the whole city repping, If you ain't then you ain't (Aye) better get to stepping
All these fifties and these hundreds, broadie I be fucking going
The mitten where I stay but Miami where I'm zoning
3-0-5, let's see if you can survive, this the flow with the .9'
Are you diggin all the rhymes, cause' I know I'm cooking mine and I'm feeling alright, alright, alright
I don't think twice when I see the po-lights
PTSD bitch, I'm scarred for life, hope we gon' get it right!
(Hahaha, shit!)
If that man ain't correct, I got youngins on his neck
If this shit fall through, I got youngins coming next
This shit dont get me pressed, It's the haters who be stressed
Running through a city that they tought I couldn't bless
Bitch, I came to ball, I ain't come here to impress
Hold the whole team up, now the city gon' flex
LC been the best we gon' need another check (Uagh)
Yap (Hey, RiCh!)
Uh oh (Hahaha)
Shit!
[Verse]
Two Hundred dollar shoes that I hit another lick in
Gucci on my body, I can buy what you're renting
Loner on the hoodie just to tell you what I'm repping
If you ask me, then the fit cost a Lincoln
Bitch, I'm Elevated, I'm the one to keep you guessing
Jumping on these flows like a hoe I need a second
Back in high school, we fighting in detention
Same lame bitches wanting all of my attention
South of Miami to the Lake, Michigan
I been a hot head ever since I was a jit
All I ever wanted some real nice kicks, get the brand new whip, green paper, blue tint
But it's bigger than this, how it go like this, I've been holding down the city they ain't recognize shit
On my Space Jam shit, got the M's on my feet
If you wana' take a pic, let me take one with your bitch please!
Don't tempt me, please don't test me
We gon' cock that shit back like Kobe (Swish)
I told these people twice, don't hoe me
But here we go again with the nose bleed
All these rappers like me and they really wanna' be me
Walk around like Baby cause the diamonds really Fiji
Loner on the body cause the whole city repping, If you ain't then you ain't (Aye) better get to stepping
All these fifties and these hundreds, broadie I be fucking going
The mitten where I stay but Miami where I'm zoning
3-0-5, let's see if you can survive, this the flow with the .9'
Are you diggin all the rhymes, cause' I know I'm cooking mine and I'm feeling alright, alright, alright
I don't think twice when I see the po-lights
PTSD bitch, I'm scarred for life, hope we gon' get it right!
(Hahaha, shit!)
If that man ain't correct, I got youngins on his neck
If this shit fall through, I got youngins coming next
This shit dont get me pressed, It's the haters who be stressed
Running through a city that they tought I couldn't bless
Bitch, I came to ball, I ain't come here to impress
Hold the whole team up, now the city gon' flex
LC been the best we gon' need another check (Uagh)