Lyrics Hell Yeah - Bandhunta Izzy , Jay5

50 Thousand on me cash right now hell yeah
Louis V and Supreme big drip hell yeah
Been ballin' ever since high school feel like Telfair hell yeah
Straight up out them slums I was on welfare hell yeah
Now it's big big drip might splash that everywhere
No rap cap got real pills
Nigga be poppin' them Alka Seltzer's
2K with no label real drip
O is no Terrell that's real Rick
Dick ridin' ass niggas too bitch
Ain't fuckin' with y'all ain't no cool shit

I do not fuck with no rappers
I go to church with the trappers
I go to church with the semi
You talkin' bout racks then bitch I got plenty
Bitch I got options
Just stacked the coupe at the auction
My neck on drip like a faucet
I'm on the bread like a sausage hell yeah
Bitches on go they for sale yeah
Go by yourself they gon' tell yeah
Put a little cut on that seal yeah
And double the profit for real real
We poppin' we poppin' we still here
They cappin' they hatin' they still broke
These bitches too broke can't afford smoke
And I just spent a hundred three stacks on the coat
Add to my card I just copped it
Too many racks fuck a wallet
Drip like a faucet don't fuck with no stylist
You rockin' designer that don't mean you stylish
These ain't red bottoms they CC
Thottie lil bitch I can't be thee
She rub on the ballsuck the whole D
Then throw that shit back catch it DB

50 Thousand on me cash right now hell yeah
Louis V and Supreme big drip hell yeah
Been ballin' ever since high school feel like Telfair hell yeah
Straight up out them slums I was on welfare hell yeah
Now it's big big drip might splash that everywhere
No rap cap got real pills
Nigga be poppin' them Alka Seltzer's
2K with no label real drip
O is no Terrell that's real Rick
Dick ridin' ass niggas too bitch
Ain't fuckin' with y'all ain't no cool shit

Yeah I got big drip nigga I'ma hit shit
Ride 'round town with a 30 that's stick shift
Look what I'm wearin' I swear it be vintage
Mix it with Bapes just to flip the percentage
Ride around yeah 30 in my underwear
Dolce Gabbana the linen
Used to watch mama be cookin' that dinner
Then I fucked up all the pots in the kitchen
Used to be on welfare then it changed up
Now I got six figures in my bank yeah
How you say you gang gang nigga and you ain't there
Better play the game nigga we don't play here
Post on the block young nigga get the trap back
No rap cap get chips that's rap snacks
Play with me I'm gettin' on your head like a snapback
Gunshot got him runnin' fast like he ran track
Bro with me never gon' switch up
He keep that big glizzy on him when he roll down
Used to be happy for ounces
My nigga I'd bounce in and get me a whole pound
Now I need 10 of 'em, 20, the 50, the 100s
We get by the low now
Then I put all of my young niggas on
I can't do it 'cause I'm on the road now

50 Thousand on me cash right now hell yeah
Louis V and Supreme big drip hell yeah
Been ballin' ever since high school feel like Telfair hell yeah
Straight up out them slums I was on welfare hell yeah
Now it's big big drip might splash that everywhere
No rap cap got real pills
Nigga be poppin' them Alka Seltzer's
2K with no label real drip
O is no Terrell that's real Rick
Dick ridin' ass niggas too bitch
Ain't fuckin' with y'all ain't no cool shit