Lyrics AJ'D Out - Nines

AJ'D Out

AJ’D out on a bummy day
My nigga says I got the sickest flow
To bad I’m a hustler-nigga flipping dro
Undefeated like Money May
AJ’D out on a bummy day
My nigga says I got the sickest flow
To bad I’m a hustler-nigga flipping dro
Every bars a haymaker, these days I weigh paper
Cos' if i count my stack I finish a day later
Niggas say I move hot because I make them tools pop
In my hood I control the game, I’m like a dualshock
In night I been puffing on riffa, or fucking a skeeza
I’m icy like I’m stuck in a freezer
Pour out liquor for my niggas that passed the way
I feel cut like a half a yay
Fuck tomorrow, I’m just tryna last today
I blast a goon, broad day in the afternoon
Banana-clip be looking like a half a moon
These youngers see the clothes are nice
And start to think roads are nice
1−7 I hold the price, me and Kilo we roll like dice
I got ice on my hand, ice on my ears
Wrist as well, I never miss a sale
Got more chains than wishing well
We be the don, up in Louis Vuitton
Had more hoes in the base than the beauty salon
Two Rollys thats them niggas whips up my sleeve
That’s why when I come through them hoes fix up their weave
Me and Helmo flip keys, them niggas still be spinning O’s
I’m working on my cd, while your on your bb pinging hoes
I’ve got the same ting as terminator in the movie
So I won’t hesitate to burn a hater in his coofie
Bitch in the passenger, came in her cuchi
She never complains because I lace her with gucci
Me and Fatz on the block blazing on kush
I wish them niggas come through, the AK’s in the bush
You ain’t a trapstar you’ve never bagged out a brick
My hood’s like Grand Theft Auto you’ll get dragged out ya whip
You don’t wanna start war, I’ll shatter your glass jaw
I miss my nigga Omar I’d gave that guy my last draw
I’m that number 1 supplier with the green
If i fire my machine I’ll leave you dying on the scene
It’s Nines
Undefeated like Money May
AJ’D out on a bummy day
My nigga says I got the sickest flow
To bad I’m a hustler-nigga flipping dro
Undefeated like Money May
AJ’D out on a bummy day
My nigga says I got the sickest flow
To bad I’m a hustler-nigga flipping dro
I come through with my neck on chill
So much ice looking like I got a record deal
I shoot niggas for messing with my family
Can’t believe I’m in my yard stressing over vanity
When I was getting drug money, you was in your yard watching Doug Funny
Been through more carrots than Bugz Bunny
Me and Bunz be like Chris and Marlo
2012 switching whips up like it’s a car show
Niggas act hard, but when I pull out this long nine.
Probably freeze like a laptop when its online
Punch you till I break my fist, ice on my arm
I ain’t strain my wrist, yellow stones looking like they’re made of piss
Zino in my veins ain’t no fear in my heart
Ask my nigga Likkle T cos' he’s been there from the start
In my heart, I’ll make the Calico spark
Shooting shells like its Mario Kart
Its the kid with the gold voice
Grew up in this beef it ain’t my own choice
Move on the track like a Rolls Royce
I’m like Avon, in the whip pumping the same song
Gun under the tux like James Bond
You know why them pricks can’t stand me?
Cos' I come through the block with more kicks than Chang Lee
You niggas wanna see me in a cell because I’m living well
Church roads where the macs be like ??
I’m never gonna drop a mixtape with my hype man
Gun in the right hand as long as I might stand
Niggas mad cos I get P’s, I make the tech squeeze
Then go breeze overseas, chill on jetskis
Used to be shooting 5 draws.
Now my worker can come through in suicide doors
If you’re scheming on my bling I’ll start beating off my ting.
Till I’m empty, then I’ll be gone like Theo on the wing
It’s Nines
Undefeated like Money May
AJ’D out on a bummy day
My nigga says I got the sickest flow
To bad I’m a hustler-nigga flipping dro
Undefeated like Money May
AJ’D out on a bummy day
My nigga says I got the sickest flow
To bad I’m a hustler-nigga flipping dro