Best Believe by Trademark Da Skydiver Lyrics
Turn the music up and light the Kush before I ride out
Left my bitch to stuff a hundred
Cones up in the hide out
'Mingo Barnes the Don
Bitch, you know, just what I’m about
Stacking up this paper, making moves
Fuck haters ,they gonna do
Whatever takes to knock me off my hustle
But I won’t lose!
Don’t be confused, I can’t either win’ of what I do
Flamingo who?
Bossed up, Barnes nigga, I’m that dude!
Let me through, I’m here to do my thing
You ain’t heard the news?
Poppin on the ad in iTunes
You ain’t peep the views
These niggas trying to hold me back
Fuck that, I’m on the loose
Smoking on the killer
Sipping on that purple juice
From sun down to sun up
They stay popping on our comma, fool
Hook:
Big money, killer weed
That’s all I want and all I need
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G!
Do it for my thieves that’s alive and well
And the dead homies may rest in peace!
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe!
Nigga, set, trip, and get check quick
We don’t f**k around, nigga best believe
A bad bitch and a bag of weed
On the back seat, that’s all I need
These niggas wanna see me fell
But enough of that, I’m so G-ed up
Nigga, f**k around if you want to
Bet your shirt will have to get cleaned up
You ain’t put the food in my mouth
Nigga, you ain’t never helped me stack no Gs up!
Shout up, ‘ my niggas spit up!
We’re barking shuts at the, niggas
But these niggas trying to hold me down
Maybe because the niggas too real for ‘em
I got a real nigga who’ll ride for me
I got real niggas who’ll kill for me
They scheme shit, they got real on ‘em
They can’t f**k with my mill, homie!
Got mill on me, through still on ‘em
Nigga King Kong, they got shit on me!
But damn niggas don’t know about that
Cause they’re busy all, I’ve been a bitch face
On front street they’re on display
They believe whatever that bitch say!
Hook:
Big money, killer weed
That’s all I want and all I need
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G!
Do it for my thieves that’s alive and well
And the dead homies may rest in peace!
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe!
Left my bitch to stuff a hundred
Cones up in the hide out
'Mingo Barnes the Don
Bitch, you know, just what I’m about
Stacking up this paper, making moves
Fuck haters ,they gonna do
Whatever takes to knock me off my hustle
But I won’t lose!
Don’t be confused, I can’t either win’ of what I do
Flamingo who?
Bossed up, Barnes nigga, I’m that dude!
Let me through, I’m here to do my thing
You ain’t heard the news?
Poppin on the ad in iTunes
You ain’t peep the views
These niggas trying to hold me back
Fuck that, I’m on the loose
Smoking on the killer
Sipping on that purple juice
From sun down to sun up
They stay popping on our comma, fool
Hook:
Big money, killer weed
That’s all I want and all I need
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G!
Do it for my thieves that’s alive and well
And the dead homies may rest in peace!
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe!
Nigga, set, trip, and get check quick
We don’t f**k around, nigga best believe
A bad bitch and a bag of weed
On the back seat, that’s all I need
These niggas wanna see me fell
But enough of that, I’m so G-ed up
Nigga, f**k around if you want to
Bet your shirt will have to get cleaned up
You ain’t put the food in my mouth
Nigga, you ain’t never helped me stack no Gs up!
Shout up, ‘ my niggas spit up!
We’re barking shuts at the, niggas
But these niggas trying to hold me down
Maybe because the niggas too real for ‘em
I got a real nigga who’ll ride for me
I got real niggas who’ll kill for me
They scheme shit, they got real on ‘em
They can’t f**k with my mill, homie!
Got mill on me, through still on ‘em
Nigga King Kong, they got shit on me!
But damn niggas don’t know about that
Cause they’re busy all, I’ve been a bitch face
On front street they’re on display
They believe whatever that bitch say!
Hook:
Big money, killer weed
That’s all I want and all I need
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G!
Do it for my thieves that’s alive and well
And the dead homies may rest in peace!
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe!