40 Bars Lyrics

40 Bars Lyrics by NADIA NAKAI

I just walked in the racks
Put that in tha Gucci bag
Plug delivers the pack
Wherever you be at
Get to the paper, no time for a hater
Tell’em see you later
Get to the paper, no time for a hater
Tell’em see you later

I had to shut down the city
I brought the bad bitches with me
All the of you bitches my daughters
When it’s time to eat grab a titty
They know the album was litty
Niggas envision my kitty
But this kitty ain’t for no regular nigga
I need your account on a billy
Where they gonna find another
Rich, thick, smart and pretty
Motivated with ambition
But not afraid to light a sticky
Grown shit this ain’t Rugrats
More drive than your hubcaps
Go to war and it’s a blood bath
The competition they don’t want that

They thought I wouldn’t re-up
I looked at the like sky we up
I look at the records we broke
All the shows and the tours
Man we gotta be up
Y’all niggas gotta be hating
Off of the deals that we making
I hardly go on vacation
I’m too busy stacking this paper
I’m too busy working with stars
I’m too busy raking up numbers
You too busy focused me
While inside of my kitty Pink Panther the color
I do this shit to the max
You bitches need to relax
I’m Steven a smith with the stats
I made your career collapse
Pick it up, $1000 champagne when we live it up
All that hate in your blood you should give it up
More wins over less switchin up
On the way up gotta bring my niggas up
Motivated by the money when I’m in the club
Twitter fingers got the media diggin up
My past life shit thinkin that I really give a fucck

I just walked in the racks
Put that in tha Gucci bag
Plug delivers the pack
Wherever you be at
Get to the paper, no time for a hater
Tell’em see you later
Get to the paper, no time for a hater
Tell’em see you later

24/7 I grind, money be all on my mind
Niggas be waiting, it’s time
Gotta go up on a fine
Niggas be talkin’ a lot (they do)
I’m winning you with it or not?
Y’all niggas know where to shop
If you want your song to be hot (let’s get it)
I used to say I would pop
They thought it was all a joke
I’m looking for all the smoke
Shootin’ at all ‘em folk
Big gat I’ma spray
Big cap how they play
Big bag on the way, before I get that gotta pray (Amen)
Big dope in the wool
I go where I want, I’m cool (I’m cool)
Rappers don’t come to my hood (Hell nah)
I wish a mufucka would.
I’m what’s going on nigga (for real)
I’m schooling old niggas
Old girl ain’t mine; she’s a gold digger (bitch)
Get it, all of my niggas is with it
I know I’ve been gone for a minute
It’s time to take back the city
Yeah they want to see me at the bottom
They want to make it a problem
I’m trying to make it without them
None of you niggas is solid
I don’t play games when I’m in the booth
That’s why you niggas should give me the loot
I’m on the phone with my nigga Scoop (Wuddup Scoop)
Keeping it real, double salute
ATM still the gang (gang gang)
Y’all little niggas can hang
I’m flowing and don’t give a damn
I need the bread when I’m in a jam

I just walked in the racks
Put that in tha Gucci bag
Plug delivers the pack
Wherever you be at
Get to the paper, no time for a hater
Tell’em see you later
Get to the paper, no time for a hater
Tell’em see you later