Brooklyn lyrics

[Verse 1: $lick $loth]
I just left a show in Brooklyn
Now I'm in the kitchen with the dope cooking
Four b*tches calling on my cell
Twelve know I got intent to sell
Bucking and jumping with Smurf up in Memphis
Run up, get done up, got blood on my tennis
Don't need no talking don't finish your sentence
If I'm ever surrounded you know it's by b*tches
Xans and lean in the styrofoam
Don't mind me—my mind is gone
Buncha b*tches and plenty smoke
Hustle Family, $uicide, scope to your throat

[Chorus: Ruby da Cherry]
Hot drop
Drop top
Top Drop
Hoes drop it like its hot
Yeah, b*tch, I'm the sh*t
(Wipe me down)
Ruby da Cherry got six blunts, got six cuts, got six stunts
These hoes wouldn't talk to me before that but–
(Wipe me down)
Chopsticks and a plate of rice
Got the block lit you ain't safe with ice
Stocking the slots
(Wipe me down)
Grey kicks
Grey T
Grey Hoodie
Grey rag tied around my face
(Wipe me down)
Smurf rolling up the blunt
$lick chilling in the cut
Me? I'm just too f*cked up, hoe
Me? I'm just too f*cked up, hoe
[Interlude: Black Smurf]
Hustle, Hustle
It's Hustle

[Verse 2: Black Smurf]
I walk up in this b*tch like it's my momma house
Watch how we hit below
We hit the club and shut it down
Can't compete with a hustler boy, throw in the towel
Me and my Nina see we partnered like Keenan and Kel
My cash up stack racked
Whole team flossed up
Ching ching check my style know you see me bossed up
b*tch cash on his head that get him chopped up quick
He talking war but don't think he got enough clips
Bet for the cash that your pus*y ass play snitch
We snatch and dash just to make your fam, to be rich
East Memphis man I can show you pain real quick
Watch who you playing wit
Lil puss