Wraith by Tony Pain Lyrics
[HOOK]
Hop out the wraith
We get to the money , we get to the money
We get to the cake
These niggas move funny , these niggas move funny
I know they hate
Im counting a hunnit , im counting a hunnit
Right in their face
Tell em keep up with the pace (x2)
[VERSE]
Diamonds straight outta africa
Speeding in that new maxima
Blow money fast , i got stamina
On these beats nigga its a massacre
BM a whole different caliber
Got ya girl up in the passenger
If she fit in my calendar
Got her giving brain for her bachelors
I just ran up a check
Roll a 4-5-6 put a nigga in debt
My shooters are clapping
Straight out the rec
Pop 2 perks got me high off the meds
Ive been up late night, ain’t getting no sleep
Jug and finesse and i stood on that street
Came up from under , you niggas can’t speak
Putting in the time , i need a patek
24/7 everyday of the week
Hop in the booth ,go dummy on the beat
Do for the team , you niggas can't eat
Big 45 swipe him off his feet
All this money got me feeling floyd
Pockets lookin like they stuck on roids
Remember the days i ain’t have a coin
Now they all on me cause i am the boy
Took a loss and i bounced back
Smoking straight outta ounce pack
My fit can’t even pronounce that
Swipe a BOA and go count that
Thats a quick scam
In the field feeling cam
Had to hustle , had flip grams
Since 012 on my shit man
Like god damn
[HOOK]
Hop out the wraith
We get to the money , we get to the money
We get to the cake
These niggas move funny , these niggas move funny
I know they hate
Im counting a hunnit , im counting a hunnit
Right in their face
Tell em keep up with the pace (x2)
(Verse : Jolts)
Fresh home from the 9-5 niggas think I’m bouta talk gang shit
Fuck that bitch I’m at work trynna hustle hard get my cake lit
Nah fuck that Ima talk about this gang shit
If you pull-up on my niggas better have a trigger cuz they gone spray shit
Hop out the whip I’m w Tony
These niggas bitch and the phony
Bitches be bugging that lil hoe she don’t know me
And she still wanted to blow me
Ball like ginobli but got rings like I’m mj
Started 400 I’m hefe
These niggas deadweight
Fuck going on with they membrane
These niggas fake and they trend made
Always following what’s popping
Shawty swallow she a cockpit
And my motto bring the Guap in
Niggas is trash I’m allowing you a option
Or else hollows get to dropping
Shit real in the field gotta keep a pole just to keep my daughter safe
And ' been with the steel ducking 5.0 ever since ' caught the case
Hop out the wraith
We get to the money , we get to the money
We get to the cake
These niggas move funny , these niggas move funny
I know they hate
Im counting a hunnit , im counting a hunnit
Right in their face
Tell em keep up with the pace (x2)
[VERSE]
Diamonds straight outta africa
Speeding in that new maxima
Blow money fast , i got stamina
On these beats nigga its a massacre
BM a whole different caliber
Got ya girl up in the passenger
If she fit in my calendar
Got her giving brain for her bachelors
I just ran up a check
Roll a 4-5-6 put a nigga in debt
My shooters are clapping
Straight out the rec
Pop 2 perks got me high off the meds
Ive been up late night, ain’t getting no sleep
Jug and finesse and i stood on that street
Came up from under , you niggas can’t speak
Putting in the time , i need a patek
24/7 everyday of the week
Hop in the booth ,go dummy on the beat
Do for the team , you niggas can't eat
Big 45 swipe him off his feet
All this money got me feeling floyd
Pockets lookin like they stuck on roids
Remember the days i ain’t have a coin
Now they all on me cause i am the boy
Took a loss and i bounced back
Smoking straight outta ounce pack
My fit can’t even pronounce that
Swipe a BOA and go count that
Thats a quick scam
In the field feeling cam
Had to hustle , had flip grams
Since 012 on my shit man
Like god damn
[HOOK]
Hop out the wraith
We get to the money , we get to the money
We get to the cake
These niggas move funny , these niggas move funny
I know they hate
Im counting a hunnit , im counting a hunnit
Right in their face
Tell em keep up with the pace (x2)
(Verse : Jolts)
Fresh home from the 9-5 niggas think I’m bouta talk gang shit
Fuck that bitch I’m at work trynna hustle hard get my cake lit
Nah fuck that Ima talk about this gang shit
If you pull-up on my niggas better have a trigger cuz they gone spray shit
Hop out the whip I’m w Tony
These niggas bitch and the phony
Bitches be bugging that lil hoe she don’t know me
And she still wanted to blow me
Ball like ginobli but got rings like I’m mj
Started 400 I’m hefe
These niggas deadweight
Fuck going on with they membrane
These niggas fake and they trend made
Always following what’s popping
Shawty swallow she a cockpit
And my motto bring the Guap in
Niggas is trash I’m allowing you a option
Or else hollows get to dropping
Shit real in the field gotta keep a pole just to keep my daughter safe
And ' been with the steel ducking 5.0 ever since ' caught the case