Transit Lyrics

(Lola Monroe) This beat is fucking crazy (Chevy) Turn the music up a little bit more. Cool. [Chorus](Chevy) All these bitches they love it All these niggas they hate it They be sick to their stomachs Look at the look on they faces Me and my niggas just ballin We make somethin' from nothin' we're just fucking the money she sayin' "baby, I'm cumming" (Lola Monroe) All these niggas they love it All these bitches they hate it Look at the look on they faces Me and my bitches just ballin We make somethin' from nothin' I ride this hustle so good the money never stop comin' (Chevy) that new beast hella sick you probably talk when you pitch only had time for that combo for niggas scoring them bricks no I ain't lyin at all ask them fiends cuz they know it my niggas empty them clips then fill em up that's reloadin [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/transit-lyrics-chevy-woods.html ] I got a thing for that money, fast cars and that dope I was acting the fool, I was selling 20s or so like anything for a dolla, but I was cool with myself you gotta fight for your hustle what would you do for the belt? Even them bitches is (?) blow a kiss from that pistol couple hot magazines so you can come get your issue all of them taylors a show and all you heard was a whistle it's really stripes over here cuz all my niggas official [chorus](Lola Monroe) Ok, oh shit, Chevy they gon' make me grab a machete Whole clique ready, bitch better go down like confetti I push harder than pussies giving birth I say now these dry ass bitiches sending thirst my way got the whole city on my shoulder my drive ain't never been chauffered can no mothafuckas tell me where to go, when to stay, what to do, how to play (?) and no opposing my roles I be exposing your hoes like how you fucking (?) until you grind like me and make it in the struggles shut the fuck up our lions in to miss the jungles I'm closing curtains so you can throw the towels in Versa chi linens my style been down within [chorus]