NEIGHBORHOOD SUPPLIER (feat. Stunna 4 Vegas)

Yeah, yeah

Tell a hoe I'm too raw

Brodie got tight 'cause a **** like me piped his stepsister

****, get the fuck off

You cannot walk in my section 'cause I am a big stepper

Never ran by a boss, I never had a job I dont know how to use Swiffers

And I dont say Miss, and I got them blicks for gorillas (For gorillas)

Bitch, I put the B in beast mode

And without it I still be in eastmode

You can catch me all over the east coast

Fuckin' around having bitches on me, hoe

Mixing up the Quavo, no Migos

No disrespect to the Migos

Got Chanel-y, I know you can see, hoe

Got them foreign bitches, they illegal

Had to jugg all through the hood

You ain't fuckin' wit' me, understood bitch

I been stacking them racks as I should, bitch

Whipping up like I'm Pablo, no Hoodrich

I'ma treat her like a dog, I don't bullshit

Been here before, I does this

I got them ounces, whatever you wanted, ****, hundred pounds of the good shit

Neighborhood supplier, uh

Michael Myers

Smoke, you get higher

And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire

Bitch, I'm a boss, I let you have it

I'ma fuck up your lungs, I cause damage

And they wanna come back like they drug addicts

Neighborhood supplier, uh

Michael Myers

Smoke, you get higher

And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire

Bitch, I'm a boss, I let you have it

I'ma fuck up your lungs, I cause damage

And they wanna come back like they drug addicts

Bitch, I'm a boss, I get you off

I get the lead and that glizzy off

Put cake on his head if he piss me off

Aye, I'm really tryna get rid of y'all (Okay)

I'm the party, they know I set it off

I really live what I be telling y'all

Can't nobody do it better, dawg

Walk in arenas, I ain't playin' basketball

I think I'm Michael Myers

Somebody dyin' (Bah-bah-bah)

Bullets flying, talk out his top, take off his mind

Bust the face, can't tell the time

Bust in her face, tell her she mine

Bro bust the K, won't drop a dime

I went and bought more fire when I signed

But I brought 'em back to the hood

Yeah, you know I'm still in the hood, bitch

That one-way 'bout gunplay

Or you can come get you some good shit

We gangbang, I'm 9 Trey

But my **** big Crip

Stick talk, them shit speaks

I send a blitz and get a **** whip flipped

Neighborhood supplier, uh

Michael Myers

Smoke, you get higher

And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire

Bitch, I'm a boss, I let you have it

I'ma fuck up your lungs, I cause damage

And they wanna come back like they drug addicts

Neighborhood supplier, uh

Michael Myers

Smoke, you get higher

And they say he a killer, bring him home, I'ma hire

Bitch, I'm a boss, I let you have it

I'ma fuck up your lungs, I cause damage

And they wanna come back like they drug addicts