870glizzy & comethazine – 500 hours (remix) lyrics
[chorus: comethazine & 870glizzy]
wouldn’t save a ho if she broke her elbow
n+gga hit my phone talkin’ tough, oh h+ll no
first of all, n+gga, what the f+ck you yell for?
secondly, question be, “do you know who you yellin’ at?”
tell him that, comethazine blew his melon back
i smoke thrax, you inhale on the reggie pack
bet you probably wonder, “how does he know that?”
’cause every time you smoke around me, i be smellin’ that
anytime he smoke around me, i’m inhalin’ that
choppa with a beam, point it right where yo’ melon at
actin’ tough, better keep that sh+t for the internet
internet boy, he ain’t never been a threat though
wouldn’t save a ho if she broke her elbow
n+ggas sendin’ shots but it stay over cellphones
we gon’ hit the block with a whole lot of ammo
pull up to the spot with the straps like velcro
[verse: 870glizzy]
i been livin’ reckless
feds tryna hit me with the rico
choppa leave ya’ neckless
do you wanna die by the neckless?
bag a n+gga up, then i check him off the checklist
hit a ho once then i’m on to the next b+tch
put a body on it then i’m on to the [?]
cannot f+ck with these b+tches like, i’m s+xist
choppa makin’ melodies like [?]
ru+run up on me crazy, lil’ n+gga and get shot like [?]
i been rockin’ bape, goin’ ape sh+t, b+tch
i been in the a on the eight sh+t, b+tch
i been hangin’ with my n+ggas, no [?]
i been in the game, while these n+ggas runnin’ scrimmage
callin’ me comethazine, n+ggas must be trippin’
duct tape the magazine, we ain’t never slippin’
i been servin’ dope sh+t, gordon in the kitchen
[chorus: comethazine & 870glizzy]
wouldn’t save a ho if she broke her elbow
n+gga hit my phone talkin’ tough, oh h+ll no
first of all, n+gga, what the f+ck you yell for?
secondly, question be, “do you know who you yellin’ at?”
tell him that, comethazine blew his melon back
i smoke thrax, you inhale on the reggie pack
bet you probably wonder, “how does he know that?”
’cause every time you smoke around me, i be smellin’ that
anytime he smoke around me, i’m inhalin’ that
choppa with a beam, point it right where yo’ melon at
actin’ tough, better keep that sh+t for the internet
internet boy, he ain’t never been a threat though
wouldn’t save a ho if she broke her elbow
n+ggas sendin’ shots but it stay over cellphones
we gon’ hit the block with a whole lot of ammo
pull up to the spot with the straps like velcro
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