ecko - 1100 himself lyrics
[intro]
(ayy, ecko, turn it up)
1300 my cousin
ayy
[verse]
[?] writin’ raps in mama house up in my notepad
my b*tch up in the past, she askin’, “why you drivin’ so fast?”
on the way to la with that sh*t, hope it don’t go bad
i used to work up at the supermarket doing go bags
another n*gga hit me up, he dad, they want they ho back
take me back a couple years ago, was watchin’ bojack
like bojack horseman
finna drop a mixtape and i might get a billboard for it
run up in a n*gga house and he can keep the porridge
i would tell you where i got it, but you can’t afford it
made eight before 8 but she was still snorin’
n*ggas lookin’ at me funny ’cause of what i’m pourin’
i do shows, they scream my name, they make me feel important
my n*gga dame shoot from deep but he don’t play from portland
i got the team up on my back, i guess i feel like jordan
don’t bring no gun up in my car, you ain’t gon’ blast it for me
lil’ bro brought me the chop but then he asked for 40
my other n*gga got bammer had, say he do halves for forty
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