Lyrics NEIGHBORHOOD SUPPLIER - Justin Rarri, Stunna 4 Vegas

NEIGHBORHOOD SUPPLIER

Tell a hoe im too raw
Brodie got tight cuz a nigga like me piped his step sister
Nigga get the fuck off
You cannot walk in my section cuz 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 mister
And I got them blickas 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
Fucking around having bitches on meat hoe
Mixing up the quavo no migo
No disrespect to the migos
Got chanelly I kno you can C hoe
Got them foreign bitches they illegal
Had to jugg all through the hood
You aint fuckin wit me understood bitch
I been stacking them racks as I should bitch
Whippin up like im pablo no hoodrich
Imma treat her like a dog I dont bullshit
Been here before I does this
I got them ounces whatever you want it nigga
Hundred pounds of that good shit
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring em home, imma hire
Bitch imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck wit your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they’re drug addicts
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring em home, imma hire
Bitch imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck wit your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they’re drug addicts
Bitch I’m a boss I get ya off
I get to lettin' that glizzy off
Put cake on his head if he piss me off
Aye I’m really tryna get rid of yall
I’m the party they know how I set it off
I really live what I be telling yall
Can’t nobody do it better dog
Killing arenas I ain’t playing basketball
I think I’m Michael Myers uhh somebody dying
Bullets flying tuck out his top take off his mind
Buster face can’t tell the time
Bust in her face, tell her she mine
Robust the K won’t drop a dime
I went bought more fire when I signed
But I bought em' back to the hood
Yeah you know I’m still in the hood bitch
That one way bought gun play or you can come get you some good shit
We gang bang I’m 9 trey, but my nigga big crip
Stick talk them shits speak, I send a blitz and get a nigga whip flipped
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring em home, imma hire
Bitch imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck wit your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they’re drug addicts
Neighborhood supplier
Michael Myers
Smoke you get higher
And they say he a killer, bring em home, imma hire
Bitch imma boss I let you have it
Imma fuck wit your lungs I cause damage
And they wanna come back like they’re drug addicts