SHH SHH SHH ft. Jbabygottem4, Gen5 jay & sageburned Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, what they talkin' bout

Shh, shh, shh

What they talkin' bout

Shh, shh, shh

Ayy, turn me up

Shh, shh, shh

What they talkin' bout

Snake skin boots when we walk, bitch we slime em out

She gon' get that neck up, that bitch got that slimy mouth

Youngin' from the west, but we move down to the dirty south

Shhh, shhh, shhh, shhh

what you mean

Everything around me gold, bitch I sell that green

You can't come around me cause I already toat the team

Fuckin' with me now, bitch you know I can't get mean

Shhh, shhh, shhh,

Pussy that's the silencer, nigga better not play with gang

You know that we gon' follow ya

5-5-6 up in the car, you play you catch a hollow

Ain't talkin' bout no halo, aww, fuck

Ayy, check up out my Sprite, bitch you know I'm sippin' green

Told her shawty get up off my back, it's for my team

Shhh, shhh, shhh, bitch I lean

It ain't what it seem, this shit always been a dream

Smokin' on that green, this shit in a Russian cream

She say she want some sausage, I'ma give her Jimmy Dean

Shhh, shhh, shhh, why y'all niggas standin' in the way, huh

I just kick the ball to make a play, huh

He gon' start a problem, not today, huh

Better stay, huh

64 palms in this bitch, I'm talkin' Trigon

Hit her with the lights off, hit her with the lights on

Niggas know I'm stuck in the streets like a pylon

I can't even melt up in this bitch, I got my ice on

Cherry paint on the whip

Gold on the plate and on the wheels

Gold on the space and on the grill

I'ma bring the fury, movin' somethin' like the shield

I'm the real deal

R.I.P. my niggas from them pills

Mama, yeah, I'm sorry, man, I'm tryna make a mill

Yeah, I'm sorry, I ain't been home still

Nigga, I been outside, gettin' wicked on them drills

Nigga, this shit real, bitch, is you for real

Bitch, it's overkill, bitch, I want more than a mill

Shhh, shhh, shhh, what they talkin' bout

Snake skin boots when we walk, bitch, we slime em out

She gon' get that neck up, that bitch got that slimy mouth

Youngin' from the west, but we move down to the dirty south

Shhh, shhh, shhh, what you mean

Everything around me gold, bitch, I sell that green

You can't come around me, cause I already toat the team

Fuckin' with me now, bitch, you know I can't get mean

Shhh, shhh, shhh, I missed it, I missed it