Fat Trel - Started From The Bottom lyrics

Fat Trel n***a s*utty Boy Gang DC 1135, you already know what the f** it do Huh.. Louie V Mob, Duct Tape, No Limit Forever n***a (These n***as forgot) Free Sosa......and all that there Look.. Gleetchi never gave a f** about them other n***as Lot a n***as f**in with them s**a undercover n***as Brother, I was trying tell you something you on know Got my n***as on ya a** with them K's at your door When them choppas in my hand, the body on the floor Throw them grams in the bag, get the cash, lets go Rock, roll, her p**y on swole b**hes at the Super Bowl, super dough giving dome I'm in my recliner, you need a reminder That I got all the b**hes n***a case you tryin find them Green dot, red dot, I can outline him White sheet, black bag, white folks find ya Think it was designer, maybe it was Chyna f** her in the forum, she bought me designer She say she in love, I say I be back When I left Projects n***a flexing with this sack Murder on my neck, 30 shot tech Helly Hansen sweats, Northface vest This 30 on my right, will leave a n***a left Take a n***a life, leave a n***a stretched I know that it work when we make his momma hurt And if it's really real, n***a catch his momma first Instagram the pic, put that on a shirt Take away her purse, she gon need some dirt And maybe a couple of flowers, we gon be here for hours n***a we stopping until this whole world ours Plus I got the p**y with the pills and the power Pistols and pumps, pick up some dunks Ho out and show out, we smoked out the blunt Come from the know bout, that no couch, you done You see us, we jump out, don't stand there just run A gun bout, no fun bout, I come out the one Everyday I work, your b**h look like a bum I wouldn't let her s** my dick with her Grandmothers tongue Ever since I can remember n***a I been on the run The way I deliver n***as for scrilla it's getting fun And I be with gorillas my n***as is from the jungle Pack of backwoods, no sheets, no funnel Fighting in the level, stuntin' in the tunnel f**ing in the neon, you n***as is peons I don't even see them, I'm so f**ing high And your money on low and I'm probably the reason why Y'all might be broke forever cause I might just never die I get better with this cheddar, beretta's and 4 5's Look me in my eyes, I ain't never lied Interrogation, investigation get no reply I pay my lawyer to win, I pay my lawyer to lie I pay my lawyer to stunt, I pay my lawyer to fry Homicide