B.CaRR - Show Me Something lyrics

[Intro: Hit-Boy] Show me something Show me, show me something Show me, show me something Show me something Show me, show me something Show me something [Verse 1: Hit-Boy] Bake bread, break bread or fake dead Real life since Lake Ave., right next to the Payless I roll dice, I don't stop, I'm 'bout to go make me a go sign I like ghetto girls with gel in their weave who go to Sally's to get their pro style Watch a pro pile paper, like a desk in the office I was on my second Lexus by the time I met Tiara I'm talkin' 18, I had the biggest booty girl in the city wanna get married I cracked her orderin' a 3 piece at KFC on Baseline and Cherry Freak hoes came next, E-40 just texted me They said, "Boy you be snappin' harder than the quote unquote rappers" I bout that BM, had to matte it You gotta watch the way that the color coat I was coppin' sh** I didn't come up on So my next whip gon' have a hundred spokes And I never lie, I'm under oath Her drawers to the side, gutter bowl Me, you, we ain't even comin' close I see you, I see a f**in' hoax This the year I'm goin' new on you hoes In the old school, pushin' up the oaks With pre-rolls in my bubble coat Only bangin' music, I produce and wrote So before your mouth get to runnin' You gon' have to show me somethin' Shoulder rubbin' n***as who don't get it on their own Say the most but they ain't sayin' nothin' Payin' double's what you will do I need to pool that looks like Uncle Phil pool I need some banners in the venue n***a it don't matter what you've been through You gotta show me somethin' [Hook: Hit-Boy] x2 Show me, show me somethin' Show me somethin' Show me, show me somethin' Show me somethin' I've seen it all, I heard it all I won't even listen to the talk, no I'm not involved You gon' have to show me [Verse 2: B. Carr] Stackin' cash, hustlin', n***a gettin' his money up Poured off with this double cup, half a bar and a couple blunts I'm zonin' boy, no ATL, head spinnin' 'round like a vogue wheel I'm so high, I'm too drilled off 4 lines and a ginger ale Can barely walk, I'm on stand still, phone ringin', boy I keep goin' dumb Can't feel my body, my sh**'s numb, RIP to my lil' bruh [?], had to let you know that a n***a really out in the field Call the plays, no 4th down, can't wait for it to touchdown I'ma tell you n***as now I ain't doin' this sh** for no centerfold Cause it's plenty nights I ain't trip on p**y, but a n***a still fall into hoes f** her good then end it fast, ain't nothin' interferin' with this cash Bank teller, oh bank teller can I get everything in blue bands? n***as still lames though, whole circle red like Japan's flag G, my hater, my pants sag, mama hate it I sold bags Lifestyle of a thug n***a, quick to tell a n***a run it, run it Tell a b**h she wanna f** with me, she gon' have to be more than ordinary, girl [Hook: Hit-Boy] [Bridge: Hit-Boy] This isn't my (n***a we've been on) first time here This isn't my (n***a we've been on) first time here This isn't my (n***a we've been on) first time, oh no This isn't my (n***a we've been on) first time here Yeah that sounds like a plan (What you gon' grow up to be?) To be the mothaf**in' man Yeah that sounds like a plan (What you gon' grow up to be?) I'ma be the mothaf**in' man Yeah that sounds like a plan (What you gon' grow up to be?) To be the mothaf**in' man Yeah that sounds like a plan (What you gon' grow up to be?) I became the mothaf**in' man [Verse 3: Hit-Boy] Wasn't no gas in that Volvo, that's why I'm ga**ed up now But I was that when I used to play with the yo-yo at my grandma's house She had it jumpin' like pogo, right off Meringo Fast forward to 2011, I did my first radio single My n***a Ricky made a play with his cousin, all I had to do was cook Flew out to work on Watch the Throne, felt like I had to sign to G.O.O.D I didn't know I was this good, just a young n***a from the hood Made to feel less than what I'm worth, but you won't hit me with the juug No you won't hit me with the juug, you won't hit me with the juug No you won't hit me with the juug, you won't hit me with the juug