Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Spam to Lamb, artist - G Herbo. Date of issue: 09.06.2020
Song language: English
Spam to Lamb |
| I was scaling grams watching Yo MTV Jams |
| (For real) |
| Now I’m the richest nigga in my fam |
| (For real) |
| 40% goes straight to Uncle Sam |
| (Fuck It) |
| But that ain’t shit I’m out here goin ham |
| (Fuck It) |
| Lamb Chop dinners I come straight from Spam |
| (Nigga) |
| Lamb talk nigga I just scraped my rims |
| (Scraped em) |
| Mil talks with some real boss niggas |
| Bad bitches wanna know how much I live cost nigga |
| Zay in here with me that’s cloth talk nigga |
| Me, Mir and JB that’s boo talk nigga |
| And yeah we all fall out but we ain’t gon fall off nigga |
| Niggas say this and that but you know that’s all talk nigga |
| I don’t stress nothing on the fine or the case that’s small talk |
| Can’t come kick it with us fuck nigga your balls soft (aye) |
| 5, 10, 15K that’s what the doll cost nigga |
| I don’t ever get no IG beef I logoff on niggas (G HERBO) |
| In the Porsche truck I’m high can’t see my front lights got the fog |
| Never lived in a neighborhood nice like this all my life bout to jog |
| My nigga bout to buy his mama a house cuz I don’t ball hog |
| I came from nothing, young nigga got millions in my call log (Ms) |
| We was riding high cars like 11, 12 (11, 12) |
| High speed chase crash, 2nd time in jail (2nd time in jail) |
| 4th of July in the hood I went back to Hell |
| But I still blend in with my killers though they treat me well |
| (Uh) |
| I was scaling grams watching Yo MTV Jams |
| (For real) |
| Now I’m the richest nigga in my fam |
| (For real) |
| 40% goes straight to Uncle Sam |
| (Fuck It) |
| But that ain’t shit I’m out here goin ham |
| (Fuck It) |
| Lamb Chop dinners I come straight from Spam |
| (Nigga) |
| Lamb talk nigga I just scraped my rims |
| (Scraped em) |
| Mil talks with some real boss niggas |
| Bad bitches wanna know how much I live cost nigga |
| We don’t know no Ls we just throw up Ls |
| We was worn well I know how to throw em well |
| Talking slang cuz they’ll tell |
| Pull up, meet us by the Shell |
| My first curve through the mail I was nervous as hell |
| My first show 10,000 fans I was nervous a lil |
| Smoking OG in a swisher rock that bitch I faced my fear |
| Rockin shit I made a career, ain’t about what I made in a year |
| Been through shit but I’m here |
| Everybody say I’m top tier |
| I ain’t even really blossomed for real |
| Made a mil but I be grinding like it’s impossible still |
| Shining like I ain’t lose no diamonds, I ain’t even got em for real |
| Fighting a case I ain’t left since May but that shit ain’t stopping me still |
| I’m in the stu at night like, I’m in the stu at night like |
| I ain’t got 200 songs on tuck |
| I don’t give a fuck I’ll blow in broad daylight like I ain’t that nigga or |
| something |
| Put it away like I ain’t even make that cake like I’m Jigga or something |
| Niggas’ll return to Denby lookin at me like he giving me something |
| (Uh) |
| I was scaling grams watching Yo MTV Jams |
| (For real) |
| Now I’m the richest nigga in my fam |
| (For real) |
| 40% goes straight to Uncle Sam |
| (Fuck It) |
| But that ain’t shit I’m out here goin ham |
| (Fuck It) |
| Lamb Chop dinners I come straight from Spam |
| (Nigga) |
| Lamb talk nigga I just scraped my rims |
| (Scraped em) |
| Mil talks with some real boss niggas |
| Bad bitches wanna know how much I live cost nigga |