500 Horses Lyrics - Cousin Stizz

Back in my city first thing I did was hit the cemetery 

I talk to my niggas pull me out some liquor 

Tears shed in my head I'm really ready 

I ain't worried bout nobodies enemies 

Got the trusty dusty on me if it's heavy 

Got a plan like Eddy getting plenty Fetty 

And I still serve serve Ben & Jerry 

Got these bitches surf turf wet as levees 

Now she looking for love like it's February 

You could check my first word very scary 

I was legendary never secondary 

To the game I'm married 

I gave all my heart to the money 

Cause the paper never petty 

Hope they don't forget me 

When I'm gone when I do 

I hope Hell or Heaven got some Henny 

I heard so and so had got popped 

You know down the block 

Niggas got the drop 

When the cops pull up the talking stops 

You know shit is hot niggas getting caught 

Drugs in abundance the canine's bark 

But you can't arrest everyone in the park 

Moving some wisdom they young and smart 

That's why I could survive out here after dark 

I don't fuck with you you niggas marks 

Word around town you work with narcs 

When the pound hit I just make it spark 

Hoping that my sound get me onto the charts 

Used to take trips to hit a zone 

Now I really take trips I'm far from home 

I am not broke you got brittle bones 

If you getting to it you are not alone 

x4 

My life is moving like 500 horses 

Think I'm addicted to riding in Porsches 

I never stop till my business in motion 

Now for the bitches go like I'm Danny Ocean 

Related 

The Best Karaoke Songs Ever, Ranked 

LATEST SONG: Fat Joe, Dre, Lil Wayne - 'Pullin' - LYRICS 

NEW SONG: Machine Gun Kelly - 'Candy' Lyrics feat. Trippie Redd 

My niggas moving without any motion 

My niggas pull up and kill the commotion 

My niggas got your bitch wet as an ocean 

My niggas put down the pound when we smoking, no joking 

My niggas up and we gotta keep going 

My niggas real wondering why you lil niggas keep lofting 

I swear this shit ain't been the same 

Out here since we lit up 

These bitches try to line you up once your bid up 

I pour an eighth and take sip out the big cup 

But I won't slip up quicker than a lil hiccup 

I don't deliver no more only do pickups 

And this a marathon lil boy get your wind up 

These dollar signs the only thing that can fill us 

So everyday I'm asking God to forgive us 

Photos