Chris Bosh - Peezy, Icewear Vezzo, Baby Money

Go again

Yeah

(Da Realest)

We just tryna climb to the top (To the top)

While these niggas sit around gettin' high (Gettin' high)

They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop (Nigga, stop)

Clean a nigga whole crib with the mop (Bah, bah, bah)

Nigga whole wrist filled with rocks (Ice)

Foreigns on the strip with no top (No top, nigga)

Clean two-liter mixed with drop (Yeah)

Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh (Chris Bosh), yeah

Talkin' down on a real nigga to your bitch, now she missing (She gone)

Now you call her phone all day 'cause you miss her (Hello?)

I ain’t got time for that shit, I’m on a mission (Let's get it)

Ain’t make it in the industry, but made it out the trenches (Yeah)

We was in the spot with the doors off the hinges (Facts)

Now we in the hills, ain’t been home in a minute (Nope)

Sittin' in my kitchen, runnin' through a half ticket (Yeah)

I ain’t never had a hit single, I’m consistent (Uh)

Caught the cases, took it on the chin (For real)

Told your bitch to give me face, she took it on her chin (Ugh)

I just made another hundred, here we go again (Yup)

Put a fifty in the money counter and that bitch jam (Brrt)

We just tryna climb to the top (To the top)

While these niggas sit around gettin' high (Gettin' high)

They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop (Nigga, stop)

Clean a nigga whole crib with the mop (Bah, bah, bah)

Nigga whole wrist filled with rocks (Ice)

Foreigns on the strip with no top (No top, nigga)

Clean two-liter mixed with drop (What?)

Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh (Yeah), yeah

Right and left pocket full of dogshit (Yeah)

That ain’t yours, nigga, that’s your dog shit (Bitch)

Bad lil' bitch off fraud lit (Real)

Ice-white buffs full of slush like spoiled milk, ugh (Get it?)

I be gettin' higher than a martian (Yeah)

Reign, turned the money into carpet (I did)

Niggas tellin', so I move cautious (Shh)

Heard he said he got good dog, I can walk it, yeah (Good dog, nigga)

Did my first bid, caught another case (What?)

Had some bad days 'til I prayed for a better day

Laid the foundation at the crib, I’m forever straight (Eatin' good, nigga)

Whether 600, 560, I ain’t never late, nigga (Skrrt)

We just tryna climb to the top (To the top)

While these niggas sit around gettin' high (Gettin' high)

They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop (Nigga, stop)

Clean a nigga whole crib with the mop (Bah, bah, bah)

Nigga whole wrist filled with rocks (Ice)

Foreigns on the strip with no top (No top, nigga)

Clean two-liter mixed with drop (Yeah)

Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh (Chris Bosh), yeah

Gucci windbreaker on, I’m a coldhearted nigga (Yeah)

Bust they eyes with the load 'cause them boys barely get it

I’m a 'bow bagger

Even got some hoes out here trickin', I’m a four banger

Twenty racks in dubs, bitch, I’m Crippin', half a million straight

In another month, I need a ticket

Five 'Cats, four Benzes, man, this shit gettin' ridiculous

Servin' shit that look like flour, but this shit gettin' me chicken

When the police get involved, I watched killers to witness (They rat)

Niggas gossip like bitches, that’s the shit that we ain’t into (Nah)

You know I’ma hop out bustin' 'til you fall 'cause I hit 'em ('Til he gone)

You know I ain’t never crushin' on no ho, I’m a bitch hitter (Not at all)

Never hear me talkin' 'bout no price, I’m a rich nigga (Easy money)

We just tryna climb to the top

While these niggas sit around gettin' high

They gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop

Clean a nigga whole crib with the mop

Nigga whole wrist filled with rocks

Foreigns on the strip with no top

Clean two-liter mixed with drop

Ballin' in this bitch, Chris Bosh, yeah