Still wit it

275
(Hood rich)
Bitch

[Verse 1: Amber London]
Still wit it, still wit it
Plus I got the still, get killed wit it
Nigga chill wit it, you’on want the phonk
They got the pump so you can still get it
My niggas gritty, they from the south
Word of mouth, they gettin’ paid
Shout out they, they dreaded up
They on the low but they headed up
All black, quit tryna see
All black, my dynasty
Real bitches [?] comin’ down ya see
You a G now it’s about time to be
Gettin’ high is my kind of week
“You gotta get-“ ion do that
Who dat? She a new jack, [?] two pack, nigga move back
R-Ride or die like Tupac
You niggas too whack, and not [?] sackin’
My crew smack any hater doe
Young bitch getting paper doe
That young bitch gettin’ paid for sure
T-That’s sum shit I couldn’t say before
So you know, i’m on thе grind
I got the nine, I keep the still
I keep it rеal, ion like fake
Niggas acting like they on’ like cake
But imma slide thru, like an ice skate
And I might take yo nigga, hoe
T-Turn him into my jigalow
Niggas know that I figure mo’
Blow a dro from that liquor sto’
You ain’t ever hit a lick befo’
So quit acting like you so quick to go
I smoke the kush, I never quit the dro’
I get a 4, and I sip it slow
Get it low, like a 64
Black Impala on tippy toes
[?] you trippin’ hoe
My niggas know hoes, they keep it real, they ‘on give a fuck how a hater feel

[Hook: Amber London & Junko]
I’m gon’ still sip this lean, I’m gon’ still smoke this dro’
I’m gon’ still get high, I’m gon’ still keep it on the low
I’m gon’ still grip that 4, I’m gon’ still keep it real
Hoe i’m still gon’ do my thing, nigga fuck how you feel
Still gon’ sip this lean, still gon’ smoke this dro’
Still gon’ get high, I’m gon’ still keep it on tha low
Still gon’ grip that 4, still gon’ keep it real, still gon’ do my thang nigga fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel, fuck how you feel, fuck how you feel, nigga fuck how you feel

[Verse 2: Junko]
I’m smokin’ daily cuz the streets pay me
Laughin’ hard wit them ‘90s babies
OG just like the kush I blaze
Smoking on tha loud, in a black mercedes
Keeps it real when i’m in the field
Fuck the fame i’m bout dolla’ bills
Playin’ no games when I toke my still
Covert operations like a navy seal
Play the ranger you gettin’ killed
Play bananas and you gettin’ peeled
I’m bout one thang, and that’s making meals
So I hang in blvck lvnd where them gangstas chill
1-9-1 that’s where i’m from
Blvck lvnd cc where i’m stacking funds
ODH where them niggas be packing guns
On the streets, bring heat like the fucking sun
Bout’ my dollas so them ladies hollah
BP in this bitch so them raiders follow
Fucking wit city you won’t see tomorrow
Fucking wit amber all you see is horror

[Hook: Amber London & Junko]
I’m gon’ still sip this lean, I’m gon’ still smoke this dro’
I’m gon’ still get high, I’m gon’ still keep it on the low
I’m gon’ still grip that 4, I’m gon’ still keep it real
Hoe i’m still gon’ do my thang, nigga fuck how you feel
Still gon sip this lean, still gon smoke this dro
Still gonna get high, I’m gon still keep it on the low
Still gon’ grip that 4, still gon’ keep it real
Still gon’ do my thang, nigga fuck how you feel