Slump6s - Origin lyrics

[Intro] (Amir) Yeah, yeah (Chris Mejia) Yeah, yeah (Glory) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go, yeah, yeah Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Been getting bread, but I think I need more of it It's just the start of this sh*t, it's the origin I get a four in the cup, yeah, I'm pourin' it Ask how I'm doin' it, that's it, I'm just bored with it Stackin' my money, I ain't gettin' bored of it Been like Santana, this chop got a sword with it Uppin' that fye, he gon' leave with a hole in him I hit it once, should've called it a holе in one ARP and this b*tch got kickback Walk in the store, tryna find whеre the [?] at Me and the gang tryna find where the licks at That ni**a still tryna find where his b*tch at That hoe with me, you can't get her back [?] the codeine, you gotta relax Stay with the gang, but I could never lack Livin' the life, it ain't better than that [Verse] My money up than a b*tch, yeah They tellin' me I can't miss, yeah Walk in the spot and it's lit, yeah XD's makin' 'em twitch, yeah XD got that boy runnin', yeah Ballin' like Andre Drummond, yeah When they say 6 at a hundred, yeah That little sh*t, it ain't nothin' This chop get to hummin' if that ni**a play with me payments She wanna fu*k all on me 'cause I'm famous My ni**as shootin' that sh*t like he Damian Playin' that hoe like I'm gamin' [?] get to the kill like I'm shameless My ni**as wild, I don't play no tamin' She is a nasty hoe, I don't play no claimin' I get the bag, go to sleep, do the same sh*t I get the bag, go to sleep, do the same thing So many hoes on my line, I can't maintain Shooter from Jersey, just like it was gameday Fifteen-hundred, you know this the gang way Said I'm gon' make it, I already did it My ni**as shootin' a cap at your fitted Said I'm gon' go up, they ain't wanna listen Sellin' out shows, bet they ran out of tickets, yeah [Chorus] Been getting bread, but I think I need more of it It's just the start of this sh*t, it's the origin I get a four in the cup, yeah, I'm pourin' it Ask how I'm doin' it, that's it, I'm just bored with it Stackin' my money, I ain't gettin' bored of it Been like Santana, this chop got a sword with it Uppin' that fye, he gon' leave with a hole in him I hit it once, should've called it a hole in one ARP and this b*tch got kickback Walk in the store, tryna find where the [?] at Me and the gang tryna find where the licks at That ni**a still tryna find where his b*tch at That hoe with me, you can't get her back [?] the codeine, you gotta relax Stay with the gang, but I could never lack Livin' the life, it ain't better than that