Tink - Kilo lyrics

[Chorus: Tink] My name hold weight like a kilo Yo n***a a zero Self-made b**h, I don't need no f**in' hero I got bank roll Verses put me on, now 'I'm a blow this money 'till it's gone [x2] [Verse 1: Tink] I'm sittin' presidential and I know they hatin' Crazy thing about it I 'ain't even made it... yet I make a rack off foreign features These rappers on the bleachers teachin' lessons like they teachers, I'm like... Three tapes in, workin' on my fourth When one door doesn't open don't wait on the porch You go and get your money like it's payday These hoes gon' run they mouth just like they relay and it's okay 'Cause I'm takin' off, hit and run Breakin' bread, you could hit the crumbs Hit the blunt and then toss it, then throwin' holes in they coffins Wake 'em up with my loud pack, makin' more noise than a sound track Got more toys than a spoiled brat, playin' games that'll get you clapped Clap it up for my season, pockets always cheesy f** n***as keep dissin', we'll leave yo' mama and 'em crazy Going 90 on Stoney though 3 fingers, East Side Weak b**hes gon' talk sh** but a real b**h ain't gon' let it slide [Chorus] [Verse 2: Lil Bibby] My name hold weight like a kilo, plus I got them kilos Runnin' sh** like Nino, my plug named Carlito I been outta town gettin' C-Notes, please don't tell my P.O My n***as hot in these streets ho so that strap go wherever we go Ball hard like D.Rose, this rap sh** like free throws Cluck say he need 3 blows, he sound like a police though I'm splurgin', I ain't T-Row Yo boyfriend a zero, I'm rollin' off a hero, yo baby-mama she deep-throat I'm all about them figures, ridin' 'round with my n***as I only f** with them k**as', and a couple dope dealas' Pockets filled with them bank rolls, hunnit thousand, can't fold Bibby got that straight drop just ask around bet they know I'm feelin' like the sh**, these verses gettin' me rich And I don't f** with no squares, unless you talkin' 'bout bricks I be goin' hard no time off, these lil' n***as they rhyme soft Play with me I let the nine off, commit a homicide then ride off [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lil Herb] Yeah my name hold weight that's what my bars say Young n***a that's runnin' 'bout all 'em apes no I 'ain't Tarzan If I can get 'em my squad can, kilo That's all me and my peeps know I wake up with 'bout twelve bricks 'bout twelve hit I got three more 'Nother three go Bibby call Carlito Them thangs comin' them thangs goin' yo man hold my D-Note Ask about me bet she know Lil Herb hold up a kilo On 79th b**h I'm Deebo Runnin' red lights with 'bout three poles Now I got the cops stalkin' me, I don't know nothin' don't talk to me I be rollin' around blowin' QP's, bout 2 G's, and a [?] So you run up, you get gunned up Had 'em fifties blowin' 'till the sun up If yo b**h f**ed me she done lucked up If she didn't s** me you should cuff her, 'cause she one of a kind Look at you and yo goofy crew with ya'll Gucci shoes, they ain't f**in' with mine Who is you and these goofy dudes? Just lookin' new, get the f** off the nine Buss at his spine Hunnit stacks for the Rolex, I'm a s**a' for time n***as mad like "Why you never come and f** with us?" 'Cause I'm stuck on the grind [Chorus]